Sunday, September 20, 2009

Cross Over

The window half open
ripples of ocean water
protrude between
the lush green mountains
clinging to my soul
inviting me with love
to cross over, leap across
the named path for me
to traverse ahead, my feet
nimble,touching icy water
reaching out in silence
to touch,feel and laugh with
the mountain people
hoarse,strong but devoid
of hate, they will guide me,
shelter me
till I am called back
to reality.

I was just day dreaming
with sultry notes on all sides
drawing me an inch closer
to peace
to strength
to life.
A brown sock
my feet warm
the pig grunts,in winter.
chirrups,the woodpecker
to rainbows coming
with spring.
My book closed
the last chapter
read,not heard.
The saxophone weeps
in a blue summer night
she sighs,with the stars

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Left Over

Parting,
noiseless,the leaves falling,
hidden love like a kite flying
fighting the quelling winds
soaring high, towards the patchy clouds
tears dropping like snowflakes
slithering off a cliff
heart heavy with wooden scaffolding
holding on without crying
then letting go all my misery
in a tiny, bespectacled tear
it all floats, trying to heal bleeding
the sun will still shine,
the breeze will pass by
and moon shall shine bright.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Mountains blue,valleys grey

A cloudy sky-radiant light
solitary dreams floating
by the banks of dreary eyed,stone faced
rivers divine.
They float with the august rush,down rapids,
into ravines, where the raven caws
and the chirrup of the thrush I hear,so docile.
Mountain tops, with little green people
swaying this way and that
lonely valleys, the barren summer nights
my thoughts furnished by the ocean
they soar up, the misty moonlight.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

A hispanic lovely

A lovely girl nearby
In summer she shines
her shawl,black and red.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Imagine, there is no love?

I am the entertainer,so free and filled with love,joy sparkling from within me-radiant and vibrant.I am insane in a postitive way,but I dont have any issues with any form of insanity. It is the human spirit that matters,not sanity. An entertainer is a societal being,but he or she does not necessarily have to follow societal norms or values.

An entertainer is a creator, an artist, maybe a bit insane, everyone is. This is what makes life beautiful, so enriching. Thats where love sparkles, glows and then traverses into hearts of many. A musician, an artist, a poet, a dancer, all are passionate, they explore their inner beings, they look at life in unconventional ways.

An entertainer knows respect, knows humility, they all know love.

Music spreads humaneness, joy and most importantly love. Art may spread universal understanding and universal love. Love plays a prominant role in all art forms. A poet just gives his thoughts a twist,or just puts them through very raw. Sculpture is an expression of one's thoughts and emotions. They express their hurt, their anger, suffering through art. It helps soothe wounded hearts,even though its temporary.

The world would be dark without love.
Wheels turning
around and around
me,in motion
traversing down pathways of
surreal beauty
a lone crow,flutters by.