Tuesday, June 21, 2011


Sometimes I wish I could get inside another's head
Just sit there and listen to their thought streams
With them unaware
Just sit in silence
Let thought after thought, feeling after feeling
Roll around their heads
See if sometimes they think the same things,
Feel the same things
I want to know
Do they ever feel alone?
Do they ever panic that they can't get other people to understand them?
I want to know
Do they lie awake at night
Thinking about what they could have done better?
Do they have dreams so much bigger than themselves
That they get consumed?
I want to know
I'm not the only one who thinks this way.
It's the loneliest thing to be human.
No amount of company can ever make you feel less alone,
Because you don't know
All the thoughts of the others riding the subway.
You can't feel how others feel in the dark of night.
You can't see their dreams
Or their sadness and fears.
I want to know.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

He is

I am a being of light and love,
Ascending every day.
I am singing, smiling
Odin watches over me
A shadow on a plain
A shadow among planes
Leaned up against a tree
He is guardian and friend
He is seeker, soul-strong
He is master of mysteries
Guardian of enigmas
Warrior, shaman, poet, dreamer
He is the wanderer
The All Father few know
He is the father and the son
He is the ravens
Thought and Memory
Messengers of the heavens
He is I and I am he
Part of Universal Unity
I am ascending
He waits for me
Holding out a kind hand to guide me

Tuesday, June 7, 2011


How can we be this way
Separate every night and day
Invisible chains
Pull us apart
We need to go forward
Or back to the start
We are alone
Forgotten is Unity
Capitalism is killing Democracy
What system is better?

Here and There

Here and there scattered
Hopes and dreams
Pockets without seams
Soulless humming
Worker bees in black berets
Colours matching
Always in a hurry
But the heat
Don't miss a beat
Up three stories
Where glass looks out on
Green glory
It is cool but never free
Wistful thinking
Wishful thinking
Want to ride on clouds
But its not allowed
Ripping fabric
Mending, stitching, fixing
Weaving worlds
Before only make-believe.