Stories and Feathers

Stories and Feathers

Feathers Dance by Aspects of MK At one time Stories The clinging Painful, defining So real, Then A letting go A painful  memory Now ignored Their beauty shunned Denied Cowed from Their lightness mistaken For lead. Being made ready The master gathers them all Laying them out so carefully Given to your hand So lovingly You hold each one up to the light Their plumes bathed in Brilliance The exact...

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Just Muckin’ Along

Just Muckin’ Along

What’s it like? What more can you learn of oneself through the mirror of another’s eyes? Did you sign up together in some forgotten time? Agreeing to this tour of…. Discovery? Can it be that over this linear road The beauty continues to unfold? Past the times of hurt Past the times of Joy Past the rest-less moments and The moments of rest Plugging through the undergrowth and the...

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A Good Read

A Good Read

by Kent Bond The mirror reveals A very unique notebook A cherished volume That I have chosen to journal in Today Skin is the delicate parchment Organs, bone, joint and sinew The bindings and spine Each cell, Chapters. War and Peace are but cliff notes In comparison Bible, Koran, Kaballah Only echo its holiness I need not think to Turn the page For the entry is already Transcribing,...

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A Musing….

A Musing….

Funny isn’t it…. How we’ve chosen To be… Led, shown, guided, taught, illumined, inspired…. While others choose to be…. Shoved, tricked, cajoled, re-routed, mystified, shocked, mocked, De-frocked… For as many paths, There are as many Directions… Up, down, this-a-way, that-a-way, in, out, time-linear, time-none And for as many directions there are as many Dances; We can choose...

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Songs for Home

Songs for Home

And the song rang out ‘midst the silence of the lodge I have sat in the pews of hundreds of churches Praised your name-Praised your name I have greeted Mecca more times than I can remember I have sat in the Zen-do with Buddha And you came you came So many sutras I’ve sung And posed ten thousand asana You were there Before I channeled the avatar- You counseled, “I am with you...

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Writin’ Her Own Bible Now

Writin’ Her Own Bible Now

Auspicious it was The day she arrived She pawed at the earth Eyes glistened She cried Dived in headlong With Valkyrie song I’m takin’ on life Here and now! Sunday School Pummeled her with Chapter and Verse Some a little weird Some perverse She cried “It’s Eve who got shafted!!” Teeth clenched to smile Head turned to mutter… “I oughta be writin’ My Own Bible Now” — Her...

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