Long Mysticism Poems

Dear neighbors,

I realize we have not met,
other than the guy next door
but that doesn't really count
cause that was just to put up a fence between us,
and I have met Marvelously Mad Max,
behind me, on the...

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One day not so long ago 
I walked
Never alone
For the world 
Is always my home

It was a late
Spring snow
Yet I felt
Invisible red roses
Offering sweetest perfume
To my nose and soul

There’s such warmth 
In snow-filled winter
No bitterness
No...

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"Angel Eyes" 

that dark angel
standing in the corner
observing the shadows of man 
pass him by -

he has angel eyes

that shine high beam
bright bushfires that light 
the entire transparent 
padded room parade

dance cards lit 
he’s biding...

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No part of the world part 2

As we established in the last lesson, Jesus taught that his followers would be "no part of the world" John17:14,16. Jesus continued teaching how his disciples could distinguish themselves...

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  “Sweet is my sleep, but more to be mere stone,
so long as ruin and dishonour reign ;
to bear nought, to feel nought, is my great gain ;
then wake me not, speak in an...

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Neither a fable, 
Nor a tale, 
This is a fact,
A story to tell,
To everyone, female and male.
To generations, younger and frail.

About a threat, a monster from the East,
That struck the world like a beast,
Attacked Europe...

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Dragon visited the famous ‘Stones of Dragon’ at our Mayhem Falls Cave.
Hundreds come every year to see them, found here, in this hollowed enclave.
Dragon runes upon their face, they remained from a very ancient time...

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A pandemic Christian evangelical error
disparagingly contrasts gospel privileged scripture,
root of all-powerful faith,
with inferior and erroneous Eastern religious traditions,

Like Buddhism
and Taoist
sanctuaries of well-governed enthusiasms,
and Hinduism,
and mysticism
and humanism.

Such prejudice assumes each of these spiritual/natural nondual traditions
intends to...

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In vibrations of virtual whispers,
I found her under a satin sunset,
chained to an eerie entity, digging, 
its claws into her silken spirit.
Yet behind her dim eyes - I saw 
tiny flames of fuchsia and gold
and...

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Welcome to Bridal Veil.
The beauty is beyond compare.
As you walk down the peaceful trail, 
Strange whispers might fill the air,
of Maswein, the magician forgotten tale.
O' the lore and truths, it begs to share.
May this humble...

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I told the nun in charge
of Religious Education
If asked about sexual orientation
I will say
I'm gay.

I want to teach
deep listening learning
not how not to lie.

She wonders why
such forthrightness
feels so important
Are you a recruiter
for gay pride?
Are you...

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I saw one flag raised and another fall
I saw the great lie of justice and equity for all

I saw a crisis that stopped the world
I saw a wall to keep out the cold

I saw a...

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It is the magic held within the darkness, the whispering of the night winds,
Echoing through haunted graveyards, cast are thus ancient spells, illuminated
Beneath the harvest full moon, in this eerie landscape the underworld is 
Released,...

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I am being born 
again 
and again 
From above
Not from the will of men 

And in these births is one aching desire
to connect with you
my sister, my bride
I'll never have another Lover
I've always had infinite...

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In the elliptical nights moonshine of night, a figure of lavender
And aged white lace, roams amongst the rocky sea shore, a 
Glittering phantom of beauty most fair, walking with an essence
Of smoldering evil and the...

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Angelus Silesius Translations

The rose merely blossoms
and never asks why:
heedless of her beauty,
careless of every eye.
-Angelus Silesius, loose translation by Michael R. Burch

The rose lack reasons
and merely sways with the seasons;
she has no ego
but whoever put...

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A Monument to a Murdered Love

The walks with my ghost on beautiful mornings were taken.
On late afternoon evenings, the walk goes to the sad night.
“Sad nights?” Asked my ghost.“ I think the harvest was good.”

Said...

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Meandering meadows broken by a tossing garbling brook…boulders embossing...marbling and moss flossing

Awoken whispers spoken..cantankerous coughing eddy wheezes..then a curmudgeonly icy mirror hush

Reckoning breezes yield cats' paws beckoning…teases across the flanking field

Fairies’ wield spells conveyed in...

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In the twilight of thoughts, where shadows whisper the secrets of ideologies,
I stand, a prism refracting the multitude of hues of the "isms,"
Each beam a story of belief, a spectrum of convictions.
Socialism, communism, fascism, despotism—
Colors...

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{"There is a part of me, 
Of us, 
That lay deceased underneath the frosty elixir and the lightning bolts that puncture our bodies. They magnify and embroider our wounds.
They strenuously scorch and extract our flesh....

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(This is only my opinion, only written to promote calm discussion or debate.  I know nothing, am not an expert on anything. If you are easily Religiously riled, spiritually offended, do not read this....

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In the absence of complication,
trials and tribulations become distant memories.
Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes -
inspiring forthcoming musings of the mind

Why, had the circumstances been not so 
You would have listened to my frail voice
As...

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LASHES TO ASHES IN SLOW MOTION

Might I please present myself as a prologue to death
Because unless I am terribly wrong…….
I can’t have too terribly long
And I’ve been lazy too long
But I don’t have too long...

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A passer-by once told me that I’d “better heed and behold thee”
“For I transcend the spirits and I’ll show it all to you!”
When he said “Your spirits are gliding and they’re here be your guiding
Light,...

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This coming New Year
Brings with it scattered rose petals
Flowing tearfully in the air
And I dream
Of Love, picking them up one by one
To assemble them in some sort
Of unique bouquet,
Handing which to me
He would say,
Here, this...

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