The Way To Tibet

On a perfect bright day in the month of July,
The colorful Queen train is slowly snaking through the gorges of the magnificent Himalayas.

I gasp for the
thinnest and lightest air I ever breathed,

Worked harder than a 12-hour shift to inhale

You follow, as if it’s easier for you, maybe it is

Just to start slowly passing out from both joy and its withering effects


Our eyes are peeled for every peak, for each rock that we surpass

Each turn of the tracks, squeak by squeak

Turns the car into a turntable, and another 45 gets

A moment to shine and share the joy, the incredible ride

One or two meters, five or twenty kilometers,

Gives a way with a new discovery,

Another shivering of the skin in anticipation


One more breathtaking sight, another luscious mind-flight

Not a single word we can utter, not to miss this majestic viewing

Yet we sing aloud in our souls, showering the moving floors with our innate sound


As if you held a one of a kind Fender Jag,

I can hear crystal clear the strings wind through the dark of the tunnels,

As a shade of the caravan would in the Gobi desert

I run to my suitcase and grab a set of beautifully painted maracas;

I feel the wood clap up to heaven

Even though journey is long, strenuous even

Our brains are in high alert
at all times, can’t miss a beat

But the body, the vanilla sugar scented body I brought with me,

Am I really in it? 
Is it I - in this place and time?

Flutters, under your hands as if hundred butterflies

Rested on a wet grassy, dew-full field


In the North Carolina mountains. 


Spreading what nature gave them to fly

Each finger you lay on my hips in mid-air, or so it feels,

I float above and in between the life and fantasy of the clouds that surround me, and you. 


I surrender at once

Your hands feel to me the way a waterfall slams gently on a rock,

It craves to keep but wash away at once.

This is the way to Tibet

On the wings of your fingers

Breathless.

12-27-12

IF I

if I remember your embrace
I won't want to know another
If I think of your eyes
I can't look at another pair so much
At once, I'll loose myself in thought
In want, in the way of the sun
If I recall the talks and walks
I'll be offended that my expectations now exist
Only to be crushed by oh so many
If I come around to the end of it all
It's just the beginning of an endless
Film loop my mind is playing
If I'll say to anyone
I'll be still deemed as unfree
Shackled and unprepared for love
If I'll determine to answer and say
You've done more than prepare me for such feat
If I'll cringe at their laughs its only
To know I've been right all along
To be shown what can transpire from pura vida
If I'll nod and say they are right
The window of possibilities will be shut tight
Tighter then a snow day asks it to be
So I'll know love through what you've taught me
And if thet tell me to settle
I'll look where I need to find your voice
That'll surely protest
From across the universe
From within my palace
All the king's men ready in armor
To defend love's honor
If I'll remember your embrace

9.5.12

for the film "In the Land Of Blood And Honey"

Do you think I'll perish if you'll squeeze the metal

In name of God or heritage

All in vain all the same

I will blink one last time

But will remain as alive as I ever been

You see my dear comrade

I have died many winters ago

My blood isn't red nor blue

I am the quiet in your mind

There in the church you won't bomb

I'm the statue with no arms

Waiting, wanting, wishing

To hug the devil out of you.

Squeeze and see.

1/9/12

THE S STANDS FOR THE SUN

Light feet, muscles tensed, into a grandstand,

You and I stand proud; we are nothing short of a dream team

To my surprise I can hear all the shuffling you do

Miles away or two feet apart from me.

During the height of a day or in the low of the night.

Run, walk and gallop, again and again, with you atop I loved it all the more,

Green or blue, pastures, beaches or roadways, you and I ran as one till we stole dust!

Till the sweat was all we could feel.

Your braids caressed the wind, and my mane split it in half.

I am behind the rainbow now, looking back.

Knowing my life was grand though cut short.  -- I bear no regrets, none.

I thank you for the blessed times and for the joyous rides.

Fear not, I was always happy, and now you too must be.

Now the S now stands for the Sun.

Keep looking for me, when it’s warm, I am here and I am Smiling.

Nostril to nostril… ears perked; ready to carry you

Past the rainbows and the sun lines.

on 7.23.2012 for Sade and Sammy, the horse.

Plant A Tree, Bird Free

Strange you may seem; wings open entering at dusk

I’ve seen a million faces

Been a several places

Your visage shares commonalities

With the earth, water and the glaring sun

Your hair is the wild wind behind a sailboat

Pottery-full hands slide slowly

Down the sides, along the crevices of an oblique

What’s in your heart,

And what’s in your hands?

The loss I read in your blues

Is just as my own

Written it is across your chest

Free as a bird

Over the gold coast

Plant a grand tree, one, two or three

Bird free, bird gone.

The long road lined with candles flickering

The wings flutter the fire

In each glass

Two flights forward

One flight back

Plant a tree with roots that are miles long

Branches that reach the top of Kilimanjaro

Free bird, sly and soar up to the gray sky

Carry all the wisdom and shed

It onto us once in a while

When we stand under your tree.

Plant a tree, Bird Free.

Inspired by Stu M. “FreeBird”

May 31, 2012

THE GOOD EARTH

Two silhouettes sit side by side

Watching the wild dogs

Running across the red rocks  

Holding onto what is dearest

Not the hand of another

But the heart, the soul chain,

The secret handshake

Will flatter anyone near and far

To the left and to the right

Up and down

Never below yet always above

Bound by good earth

In God’s country you fan the clouds

For eternity known only to mankind

Lifelong, endless, the essence of the whole kit and caboodle

LOVE

You’ve been bitten by it,

Experience it in all its might, thousands of rays

Today and every day here on out

Whether in God’s Country or on Mars

You are bound by good earth.

Prosper and smile ear to ear

Sway side to side together

For now and ever more

Both of you bound by all that you are.

Two hearts beating slow and steady, as one.

For Shayne & Glen by Lucie Teichmann on 5^th of May 2012

I am looking down, You are looking Up

You are looking up and I am looking down, at you.

One look and I am breathless

I can't but say I love you over and over

Because you are and will be my rock

You fought for me when I could not

You've said the words

When I wasn't old enough

Today I have but one small wish

That you wake up from your dream

And hear me sing:

You've made me who I am

You've cradled me and I thank you

You are and will always remain my lifeline

My equilibrium, my way to know what's right

Boldly and selflessly you have altered my fate

I am here to forever express my gratitude

You are looking up and I am looking down

I'll hold your hand until the ground separates us

And even beyond

Your glowing skin and gentle ways

Cannot escape me

I'll wipe your tears

Don't be afraid

I am here and you can fly,

I am here to set you a flight

Bear no fear my dearest, my queen of hearts

As my heart flutters I caress your forehead

Into what will unfold,

One last time

This morning I heard the birds sing for the first time

This very spring

They welcome you; they open their wings to carry you

Go on in peace, and I shall live to uphold your ways

My light, my prayer, my Abuela.

3-31-12 &  4-1-12

Upper East Side

My dearest upper east side
the bright teal pool you offered me
Will always mean a beginning
Brand new world
The end of innocence
The river, the park
The $2 an hour job
All that you've given
As much you've taken away
Ghosts running up and down your blocks
Two decades of slow motion
Knowing this way is not all it may be
Dear upper east side
More often than not
You provide me with creeps, bones deep
I say mr skeleton let's do the dance
Take the stage, I'll even shake your hand
My dearest upper east side
The childhood days of walking in solitude
My only company, a bright yellow sony walkman
Here you still are
I don't make a move without music in my ears.
My world. My heart.
Riverside park, the afternoon I'll never forget
I sit by the river, when I want to remember
The wholeness of life
The circles we play
The beginning
The end
My dear upper east side
Let me go, I beg.

3-30-12