Oh wise and beautiful tree
What wondrous sights you have seen
I wish I could tap into your knowledge
Your eagle eye of the world
Your prophetic embrace would comfort me
and expand my understanding
of a world gone wrong at times
Oh wise and beautiful tree
When did we go astray
I see where the blue meets the blue
When the sun cracks through
and all God’s beauty extends from sea
to shining sea
But something’s happened in between
Oh wise and beautiful tree
Why is there turmoil
in the soil across the land
It grows down the trunks of the pine
like fingers feeling its way through the earth
grabbing and twisting
Choking life
Oh wise and beautiful tree
Where is the faith
And how far is it to it’s well
We need to drink. It is love’s elixir
Love lost is time quenched
The seeds are scattered on the ground
not taking root. Or not germinating… fast enough
Oh wise and beautiful tree
How can we fix this
before it’s too late. Is it too late
Stationary as you might be
The answer must lie somewhere within your tree
As your tender leaf falls into my hand
Is the future simply up to my generation as you say?
© 2014 Mari
I saw the sadness in your eyes
Is this the part where the hero dies?
I miss you
Is there something that you want to tell me?
What is the other part of the story?
I love you
Tell me the lessons to be learned
Is there any one stone left unturned?
Our love runs deep; I knew from the start
But now we must live our lives far apart
How can you find your true love after he's gone?
It's not fair, tell me am I wrong?
I love you
There is something to tell me? Fine!
You will tell me in due time
There is something I want to say
I miss you... every day
© 2011 Mari
Dancing in the moonlight
bathed in its beauty
only we can hear the music
of its celestial glow
The freedom of the moonlight
perpetrates instant
feelings of a euphoric
tantric sensual release
Moonlight snaps, groans
howls and trembles
a visual party of the senses
only chanted from a higher plane
Moonlight laughter heard
by the indigenous milieu
goosebumps cold chills
bliss all felt at the same time
Reprieve!
A sigh from the moonlight
She is tired of our worship of her
but we have only quietly begun and
make plans to return to her domain
Tomorrow
Check out this dream
from the other day
In the middle of a wheat field
sitting in a sleigh
Exotic birds lifted it
straight into the air
All I could think of
was to say the Lord's Prayer
A penguin who was there
said, “How much you got?
Cause a ride like this
almost can’t be bought!”
But when the parrot said,
"The wages of sin is death!"
I screamed and jumped out
holding my breath
Right away I realized
I shouldn't have done that
Because when I land,
there’ll be an awful splat
But to my surprise
as I got closer to the ground
a crack opened up
and I continued to fall down
Pass rocks and magma,
I could feel the heat
I had on some lovely shoes
that were melting on my feet!
But like most falling dreams,
I woke up before I hit bottom
I was entangled in my blanket
and the room was cool as Autumn
I laughed at this little dream
and its omens of doom
The only thing I can't explain
are the feathers in my room
© 2010 by Mari
Good morning Sunrise!
Time to take your abandonment
and your betrayal
and advance toward
the obstruction,
the dejection
Engrave your benevolent
and spirited strength,
ordaining rejuvenation
and inspiration
on my clouded
surface
After an eternity of slumber,
the nocturnal dreamer
finds it hard to divide
and conquer
the bright rays
of your defense
© 2001 by Mari
Cheer and jubilation
at his indignation
YES! Finally spring is near
Each drop from his brow
as he takes his last bow
Adults giggle and dance with glee
We’re tired of salt
and for being at fault
For not moving to that warm climate, you see
So let the snowman melt
for we kicketh his pelt
His pain is our jubilee!
© 2014 by Mari
Sunday. Not just the first
day of a week of woe or
fidgeting deadlines. Success stress.
Woe makes life’s view narrow.
But it’s a peaceful moment in time
when you wake up and hear the stillness
of nature. The distant echoes of the past.
A new year brings winning
A re-start, a new beginning
So take life's offering of renewal
As a second chance, a "get it" fuel
Continue to LOVE -- that is tried and true
Enjoy this year. Health and Happiness to you!
A smile can kill a thousand frowns
And the mist on a foggy day.
But what it can kill most of all
is sadness where it lay.
Cause when you smile you let loose
all the darkness trapped inside.
Smile's windows open to let light in
so love can radiate and abide
© 2013 Mari
You can feel genuine love without even
hearing that person utter a word.
You can see it in their smile.
2013
Quote
The mouth of the River happiness is a smile.
Ya see, two camels walk into a bar, ya see. One camel says to the bartender "Can I have a glass of water. The bartender says, "Whoa dude, don't you have enough water already?" The camel says, "Oh no it's not for me. It's for my friend. He had a dry hump."
There are two sides to everything
the good & the bad
the light & the dark
the positive & the negative
In this world, one depends on the other
You must educate yourself about the dark to make your light SHINE brighter
Shine baby SHINE!
She loves to instigate
endless peek-a-boo
along Cumulus Row
She leaves me longing
at first blush when her starlit
curtain is drawn
oh Crescent
Your forlorn jealousy
should be stacked, pasted
written on the wind
It is unwarranted yet benign
For you have looked behind yourself
and beheld her
etched kindness
her intimidating haunt and
her incredible gaze
as she dances along the open plain
You long to be something you will never be
round
voluptuous
most opportune
my favorite
Saturday is the day that we always got up
We’d have a croissant, a little coffee in our cup
We’d talk about our plans and make a few
We’d sit at the table, we’d do what lover’s do
Sometimes we’d have orange juice instead of coffee
Sometimes it was cinnamon rolls with hot butter toffee
But no matter the food it is now met with rue
Saturday is just not as delectable without you
Oh yes, she loves being real but she revels and gets caught up in the masked identity of fantasy. Bold colors, engaging action and bellowing music scores make her tingle with enthusiasm and takes her to distant exotic places where she can no longer hear car horns, bill collectors and the washing machine.
Sigh!
Back to reality.
That dreaded washing machine…