Bittersweet chocolate, dying is a small event A flame flickers out as we pay the rent Spasm of surprise, electric as his Afro blood Swells the heart open with a media flood He is gone, and all our love cannot replace A broken string, the ringing bass Snapping snare, his pansexual soul, in short Death is a […]
The right wing and the left Are pitted so fiercely against each other It’s scarin’ me half to death, Some talking civil war, others revolution– Politics is for the birds: An eagle needs two wings to fly, there’s Too much tweetin’ goin’ on!
There is a moment before the sound the Great Om, Before Siva turned on one foot Before Krishna was blue and Tara green, Before the making of Lucifer, the heavenly war The gravity of heaven and the drifting fire of hell Before the holy breath blown into Man Before Adam’s dream of Eve Before Cain […]
Water is always moving in mountains and men They rise in time and fall, but water never ends. August sun on a dry trail, the chilled voice Of snow-melt in a rocky ravine sweetly calls To the cup of my hand… I dip and drink, I am a living stream. Photos & Poem by Rayn Roberts […]
In Circles a dusty farm boy a small white dog turn every corner of a small corn field chasing the lone crow In Circles