Some people come
To leave us in chaos without a reason.
Right person in the wrong season.
I keep looking
For maybe an explanation.
Wondering if this was a story from another dimension.
Tears burns their way through my eyes
Wishing I could instead be a part of that dimension.
But would that still let me exist in the right season?
Delight in your wife, your husband, your spouse
There is no greater joy in this dimenslon
‘Til the two of you unite as one
Taking pleasure in your new addition
Your lives fused together by the act of creation
Fulfilment of the wonder of gestation
Outside ours
Is a dimension
Of pure thot
Mixed with infinite love
Blissful extrapolation
A “space” where God
Pours dreamtime
Into ours
Fleeting, floating, flying high
I am caught up
between clouds and shadows
where dreams and memories mingle.
Scenes from long ago beckon
just beyond the recesses of my mind
like an obscure fog, drifting
without a course or compass.
Echoes of the past press upon me
I hear voices of children laughing
my mother’s sweet face, her smile
dad’s reassuring pat on my shoulder
my sister singing as she plays our piano.
And I, not sure of the when or how
feel happy, calm and contented
within this ethereal dimension
where a small glimpse of heaven
resides here within my dreams.
Andromedan castles
moat has little blue boats
servers are maidens joyed
white iris gardens
deep canyons
radars aimed
soft cadence
magnet minds
love balanced
Orion forts marbled
shining with platinum bands
armoured Galactics cruel
stone and steel makes head reel
bold barons
orlon vests
high pylons
canon shots
warring sons
______________________________
up up and away
the fifth dimension singers
upbeat and pretty
(“Outside Looking In Merit Badge”, 2011, original oil)
The truth is
We aren’t our body, nor our mind
Life is bigger than both, bigger too
Than the Universe itself,
The same way, and to the same degree
That this world is bigger than my little room in it.
In this larger than life scale of Life
Dimensions beyond comprehension
Exist in ever expanding layers
Layers without connection yet interpenetration,
Layers easily felt and seen
If not understood
With the eyes of a child
A child without words to describe
What is so big
It has no true name.
(9/22/25)
Written By: D. Collins 5/25/25
As we mark 5 years of the death of George Floyd.
Any community agreements are now null and void.
We traveled through a wormhole back to the 1950's.
When white supremacy was the rule in all of our cities.
That mindset has increased and reared its ugly head again.
With talk of Donald Trump pardoning Derek Chauvin.
We're in another dimension and gone back in time.
When judgement is rendered before there's a crime.
Many are unsure if we are still on planet earth.
When only MAGA and the Jews have value and worth.
With babies crying and dying all around the globe.
They never asked to be dragged down that wormhole.
Dimensions
I see you as you really are
a shadow, a ghost.
No substance, just
an empty shroud.
Where did our love go
after all of these years?
Perhaps you occupy a
different dimension.
Neither here nor there,
in multiple places at once.
Schrodinger’s cat has
nothing on you.
I try to touch you, but my
hand returns empty.
All of the promises you made
are nothing but a hollow form.
Getting to the edge
untimely bring no victory.
But!
In the end,
the edge is where one want to be.
Not to go over,
just close enough,
to peek and see.
One’s next keys to their destiny,
into new seasons of mystery,
at a pace never fast nor slow.
Just align with nature majestic flow.
Do not want to be late or too soon.
It does not matter when reached,
midnight, morning, or noon.
Those all worthy will not descend.
Will cross over on a walking ledge.
onto where a new birth begins
in a dimension savory from sin
welcoming to all those,
whom reached the edge!
Always cause extreme tension
Some scientist argue its extension
True or false it grabs attention
Space has gotten cluttered,
Time has been altered,
Dimensions has been ordered,
3rd and 4th dimensions are scary
Time has started to move in a hurry
Space that's left is only to bury.
Return to Your Roots
After Rami
Be a lantern
shining through my dreams,
the star I reach for
before falling asleep.
Be an airship
that carries me from dimension
to dimension in my search
for everlasting life.
Be the stairway
between realities of a world
without you
and the stratosphere within your embrace.
Be aware
of your surroundings and know
that you are the sun within each person
you encounter and the essence of your soul is their hope.
Out for a walk together
a dog and a man on the heather
Which was which not easy to tell
the dog, perhaps, the one wearing the bell
For the dog looked like the man
and the man, though unplanned
looked so much like the dog
that if they played leapfrog
you could never tell one from another
even swear that they might be two brothers
So if you are out and about and happen to see
a dog and man playing leapfrog, and you’re not visually
impaired or something unfortunate like that
~ I’d say the ‘Twilight Zone’s’ your new habitat
four dimensional space-time
balances on a fulcrum
called our fifth dimension
a 'retreat' while
some four dimensional
knot sorts out
stan sand
Our dimension
is one of constant change
realization almost immediately
gone, at the point of capture
all we know is in retrospect --
floating on a buoyancy of grace,
faith, a divine contract --
written in seasons
the journeys of stars
feelings the truth we call life:
weeps and joys of nature~
God, the knowable and unknowable,
translator and ever greater mystery….
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