Meditation Poems

bosoms and globes planets and asses

when anyone exits wherever I am (a stranger especially) I feel rejected when anyone enters wherever I am (a stranger especially) I feel comforted

he talks himself into things using a cell phone, adopted meanings, and imagined others

driver's seat is an illusion

what I really long for is to yearn...and what I really yearn for is too long

it all happens in a coffee shop dark lines on paper spilt over any available surface ink dancing to some kind of purpose it gets on everything my pen like a twister touching down in between hot contemplative sips of dark roasted coffee

my cells are awake communicating with yours in early morning whispers our cat Orlando overhears draws closer, a hush I roll over, we spoon the warmth, the love bodies rejoicing in low tones and soft mumbles oddly enough there is an orange ball of fur purring at the bed foot beyond your feet shhhh our cells are giggling

I thought I might aim directly towards writing poorly but I am already in love with what this little thing is trying to be

how well anything goes should never determine what I do after all, is what I do and my choice to do it for sale?

(No, Listen) a woman can challenge us to allow the sweetest of appreciations for existence (unfathomably sweet) to dawn in the place where once lived our thinking and then leave us there to scramble for some footing in the loveliest of simplicities in the hope of breaking our dependence on the temporary yet never-ending problem-solving HELL of our minds we know so well

love never comes on purpose

you are there and I am here this makes for a terrible longing in my heart this morning I woke up thinking of you and how I long to hold you in my arms let this note be a sweet kiss from me to your

awareness fails full integration in the one moment when it contracts in order to focus on the small (which doesn't exist) the future (which doesn't exist) the other (which doesn't exist) improvement (which doesn't exist)

tell yourself why put it off any longer this moment is for you it cannot be reported it will be lost tell yourself the truth the truth of this moment