frOM mY aSHEs... a pOeT?

I was at a family reunion the first time I heard the term "hard-head" as a general reference for men, didn't quite understand it at the time. Unfortunately today I understand the term fully, because I have lived it repeatedly, often hurting those very dear to me in the process. No wonder Masons seek to subdue their passions... a passionate man can be a danger to himself and others. Someone told me that they are glad to see a man who gets it and can write about it. Too bad I only seem to get it... after the fact. her smile is the most beautiful poem i have ever read, her souls music is silent, yet... it's harmonies sound throughout my BEing how foolish was i not to realize that... love can only be fulfilled... when we do not trap it with our emotional needs. see... love comes to bring pleasure, but... desire comes to create pressure and... i thought i was stronger than this, but my... fear of losing love... or... of love dying... gave birth to posses

"mind the gap between the platform and the train." she said she was... tired... thinking too much... anticipating... dreaming... dreaming manifesting... going back east to... take care of her grandmother who... always took care of her. "mind the gap y’all"... "mind the gap"... means... "goodbye"... in england... in beijing, china it's... "won chi ba." sometimes in life you can't... tell if your... coming or going and... life has a funny way of... putting us in the right place... at the ... right time, even... if we don't always get it. she said she met someone special last night, and... sometimes you... meet people in the... strangest places, yet... they seem so familiar! "mind the gap y’all" between... where you're coming from and... where you're going... you see... our destination is reached... in the moment we... stretch our imagination and... ask for love... you

[photograph courtesy of  Denise Harris ] as she lay sleeping i... watch the... dream of this world through the... five windows of my mind but... my senses have been overwhelmed by the... sense of... you. now... what's a poet to do? how do i... write a poem that... makes sense? see... i remember those... long midnight walks along... the banks of the nile, that i though were... past... how meeting you has... once again made... ancient memories... present... but... tense. why didn't you wait for me... this lifetime? the moment we met i... looked into your eyes... saw reflections and... recollections! ...of love and... surprise... as you realized... you... were reading my mind! we may not understand it, but... its crystal clear... we recognized the... tie that... binds... our... bodies and.. souls... across... lifetimes. its at... times like these i... find words ineffectual... to explain this experience, perhaps... i should start practicing...

fom gil-scot heron to common… the denominator… that remains the same... is the name "Original People"… the god and the goddess… the church and the steeple… the mother and father…'''' come as ONE ALL things being equal… their seed… the sequel… gives birth to another ONE… another sun... not cuz your mine… because you shine… radiating light from the "Divine"… we are ALL! thoughts… from the original mind… the breath of life… to inspire and expire… to inhale and exhale… life is a rhythm… a rhyme… a dance with seven veils… like… hip! hop! tick…'''' tock…'''' you can't stop!… the movements and measures of time… the code of mathematics scales… from zero to nine/nineteen, the cipher to be Born… the natural order of elevation… so why are we in decline? kinky is just another word for spiral…'''' G! it's your nature to wind… to get wound and spring forth… resound… blaze thr