The Golden Feet Of Haven

Float away in beauty
To silence filled caves,
Water beyond eye
Lapping at the golden feet of Haven
Paradise alive, unknown
Transparent in feather, fish, foal
Lives living, being beyond, all ever
To be found
And awed

A magical forest of mist and birds,
Flying to the eve
Soaring in their freedom
The canopy holds true,
A bud thirsty for light –
Unfolding
The rich mountains –
The Gods of paradise Solitaire
A temple of Soul

Rays of light sparkle on ripples of pure
Lapping at the golden feet of haven
White powder beneath, made of shells
Soft as dreamers,
Eons of life,
Lost in the space of sand

Suspended in a warp,
Never to transform
The tranquility of raw beauty
Angels take their first breath
Born in timlessness



The Sun lays it’s weary head upon the shores
o’ golden feet of Haven,
To rest and replenish it’s warmth
The moon does delight wandering through
The Guardians of Old,
Tall and unmoved, silent and watchful,
Indulgent Grandfathers

Beyond imagine, mind is concieved here
Find one truth on wings o’ brittle
As a Dragonfly,
Dipping, touching the sacred waters
Of Belief’s House

Your body calls to,
Your spirit yearns be,
Your soul will feel
The once dreamed inner core of life to become,
Here be love,
The womb of God,
In the House of Solitude
At the Golden Feet of Haven.

Shame

And shame turned my head away
And i cowered in a corner
And pity was upon me
As the lowest
As the basest
And the most disgusted
Was i to all else

And shame and i slunk away
We shrunk in this body
Deflated
Lifeless
Barbaric
Cowardly
In this body

We took each other in
And beheaded before me
I did
To save my soul
I sacrificed my life
And traded with the blood

To bed with shame
I undressed
And he laughed at my scars

All Thought

Do all other than it
Pick your dirty nails
Pretend idle boredom
Walk in square roots
But don’t think about it

Do all other than that
Chew your chapped lips
Listen to others conversing
Watch the intercourse
But don’t think about that

Tap, tap, tap
Tap the pen into writing life
It excludes you
It eludes you
Untouchable ice
Desperate in solitary
Unwanted loving iscolation
An ironic conundrum

You find friendship in the pages
You fated yourself to the temple palace
The padded room you are in
Inmate of your own concentration camp
Erosion will fade away to husk
A moth dead
The wind flutters your decaying wings

Laugh away from the anger
That watches you, red
You’ve tamed it to a scream
An explicit dull shriek
The shrill headache hiding just behind the lobotomy
Just that little measure unfelt

The dark glass holds the elixir
The needles of numb
The line of lies
The drink that dulls
All thought
Do all other than think
But don’t think about thought.