Laugh
At yourself
We are all ridiculous.
Isn’t it time to relax?
Stop wanting it so badly,
It’s too late for that.
You forget your privilege.
Everyone has to
Shoulder a burden.
Yours ain’t so bad.
Bang Bang
The Messenger
This is number five in a series of poems reflecting on the manipura chakra.
Not consumption:
Shoes and handbags and bling
Are last decade’s thing
Not redemption:
The problem with being Catholic
Is that I don’t believe in sin
But connection
With people, events and places
Especially certain faces
But transaction
Of laughter, love and joy
With the universe and my boy-
Those, I can do.
This is written for One Shot Wednesday, part of the One Stop Poetry site.
I am fishing fire from the past,
Energy held like amber in deposits
Through the rings of grown years.
In secrecy, I collect it from the shores
Of regret.
It is returned home to my solar plexus,
Burning my ego,
New intentions
Manifest.
This is written for One Shot Wednesday, part of the One Stop Poetry site.
Autonomy is the dialectic to cooperation
And partnership
Everybody needs somebody
I heard it called the twin flame
A fire that burns on water
This is written for One Shot Wednesday, part of the One Stop Poetry site.
