"OUROBOROS"  (The All is One)

     Wave upon wave,
     from the abyss of waters ,
     your soul coils upon itself:

     When you project your power,
     these cinnabar skies transform
     into a sea of serpent’s gold;
     Where the vanishing point
     and perspective meet on the horizon,
     they dissolve my stone of mere philosophy.

     Meanwhile, the galaxy evolves
     star by star,  moment by moment,
     and my spirit sails forth
     on this cool celestial breeze;
     Carried away by one breath of eternity
     to the ocean palace of the Dragon King.

     5/13/2005                  
    "WORDS TO THE OCEAN"

     Before any Venus emerged from your waters,
     before the birth and death of a thousand divinities now forgotten,
     you breathed, you sang, you danced.

     Did your beauty mesmerize the passing moon
     and capture it forever in a tidal embrace?
     Did you rejoice at the dawn of creation,
     or did you merely smile at the pale vanities of human kind?
     If the moon could not escape your force,
     how could mere mortal ever tame you?

     If a spoken word restrained your tides and uncovered lands,
     will another, final word, return you to your former place,
     where the sign of a rainbow comes to mark the end of an age?


      5/16/2005
THE OCEAN POEMS
For Carson T. Collins' Paintings:
THE OCEAN SERIES

HTTP://WWW.THEOCEANSERIES.COM/
    “Fluid Observances of Perfected States”

     A page from the Cosmological Book of Experimental Design:
     Cast a memory upon the waters;
     Wind-driven thoughts steer towards a distant event horizon;
     Where the ocean meets the sky,
     Where past, present and future converge
     At the triple point of time.
     This conjunction creates the equilibrium of eternity.

     Meanwhile, in the quintessential Celestial Realm,
     Dark whirlpools sublimate the resonance of now,
     And the echoes of the atmospheres transform standing waves;
     Yesterday red-shifts into tomorrow,
     And thus, the Ocean of Eternity follows this mystic Lunar Sutra:
     Simultaneous waxing and waning, phases without dimension;
     This scroll, illuminated by the Fingers of God, expresses a perfected state.

     5/24/2005
RETURN HOME
    “Message in a Bottle”

     Navigate memory waves
     To that retrograde position marked “Innocence”,
     Where Yesterday forms crystal tides on celestial waters,
     And the sea of glass reflects these fragments from the past:

     Summer days spent quickly as an allowance;
     Peace inside the sacred circle of a tire swing;
     Mystic firefly quatrains inscribe secrets on the cathedral of the night.

     When curiosity beckons, only silence greets the unanswered questions.
     So, childhood’s hand cast out its messages on this ocean of eternity,
     And let the bottle return on the vapors of Tomorrow.


     6/6/2005
Recipient of
poetry.com
EDITOR'S CHOICE AWARD
2005
     "Empty Space", OCEAN POEM #5

     Don't you recognize me?
     I am the voice of red waves
     shifted into the house of the past.
     I speak to you even in this present darkness.
     Listen as the echoes whisper of that former time.

     My reflections mark the place of what once was
     and what is yet to be.
     Cast your hope upon these waters.
     After many days it shall return,
     a fresh incarnation of your dream
     to carry you forward on the tides of my memory,
     and away from this sandless hourglass.

     9-23-05