aphorisms numbers three through five

aphorisms numbers three through five    find silence. I’m shy even to say that much. let go the music of wires, the color of etherwaves. wind will do, sky will do. refrain being entertained.  listen, observe. here is full.  now is full. stillness has never left any soul alone. she told me so.   neil reid © [...]

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being

b e i n g there is a gate, we call it sky   when visible, we call it cloud   or sun’s bright shadow   or dusk, when we close our eyes     there is a gate, we call it heaven’s eye   and there is no intent to restrict, rather   it [...]

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plum cipher

plum cipher before you bloom be like rock on fire    inside earth first    fire    of all that blooms before you bloom be like sea    emerald mother’s    eye womb    like threads inside before you bloom be like laying    sleeping stone weathered    like gracious thought    generous before you bloom be like respiration    green    fingers    brows beside the road    still while movement    abounds before you bloom be like bark    tan bleached    arms like a [...]

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Postcards home from sky and sea

With thanks to my friend Sean for providing the visual cues that roamed the beach and wound up writing these postcards here. Look see Sean’s SKY ARCADE gallery. Beautiful.  Imagine these perhaps, arriving in your mailbox.     Postcards home from sky and sea   A finger of dry stone, where sea resides. Piled high [...]

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Mothen wing

Mothen wing     Said mothen wing to candle, I seek the flame. Said table to flutter, one candle lit, the other not. They rest on me. Said moth to table, I am beneath the sky. Does it rest on me? Said flame to sky, I see myself undone. Sky whispered back, unquenchable.     [...]

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The dreams that grass dreams

The dreams that grass dreams.     Each night sky climbs down close, answering the small prayers of grass, left lingering on echoes where feathers have been. Each night grass takes it’s secret drink,     and sky says – tell me.     Grass answers – here, and here, here a man’s feet passed over me, [...]

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