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[danny]

it's a couple of years old this one... my understanding was different then, but i still feels it says something valid...


Take a deep breath
In the North
All times turn around
As the buildings fall
Brick and dust

Breathe in
And turn
To the North

Things we saw today
All the broken shapes
My heart gurgles like a drain

I weep
I'm crying again
For the dead
For the living
For the burning & insane
For my loves
All gone
For my friends
For love

Throwing poems onto the fire
To keep warm
Stuck with Bukowski's beard
& Van Gogh's gun
Beethoven's deaf ears
& Sylvia Plath's oven

I bleed
Look at me bleeding
And turn away

Turn away from the beautiful man
Turn away from the angels
And the woman who talks to herself

Lost in time
A wanderer in forever
Everywhere is here
Always is now

I am the Buddha
In all my incarnations
I have been the Buddha
And Forevermore

A lotus petal
Of
Pure
White
Light

[angela]

The above was a lovely poem!!

[danny]

thanks angela. i spent some time last night really hating myself for posting this poem- 'it makes you look stupid, egoic, grandiose, apocalyptic' etc... i was gonna delete it, but if u like it, maybe i can let it lie around here for a while...

[meL]

yes
nice poem Danny

She, God, IS real
You are the Christ
i am( will be ) the ghost



A right question.......i think

Am i the only One here

that SEEz majik ( Her ) ?

Please, tell US what You Really SEE.

thanks in advance

[annaruiz]

Ohhh, Danny,

your poem is as right as
rain on a spring day
as true as the night
dressed in shamrock
green.
envious
in the meadow mist
oh,
Sing,
as if
the piper calls
in dreams of glen
of deep and peaceful sleep.

Loved this one Danny