Hallway to Nowhere

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  • Fires & Floods (Poem)

    The fires await in the world to come.

    But no, the land already burns.

    Beware the floods foretold to sweep the land.

    How so, when mountainsides now wash away?

    Some gleefully add to the flaming pyre,

    Dancing as the ashes scatter on the wind.

    Some open the pipes to add to the waters’ rise,

    Taking axes to the few available boats.

    We want to stare in horror, as they hasten our demise.

    No time for this luxury. No time for reckoning.

    We can only save what we can.

    The task is hard. The hour is upon us.

    Take my outstretched hand; likewise extend yours to another.

  • The Death Of Attachment (Poem)

    Chase after me.

    I turn your desire to dust.

    Make it taste like ashes in your mouth.

    You burn with frenzied passion.

    Search for anything to quieten the heat.

    I am food that never fills you,

    Water that leaves you gasping with thirst.

    Eventually you give up in despair.

    The spaces left by this cavernous indeed.

    Then can you find a path.

    See the faint traces of wiser footprints.

    Everyone has gone before.

    Follow and open your heart.

  • Below & Above (Poem)

    Dark gray branches intertwine,

    Set against the lowering clouds.

    They mirror the tangle of roots

    Hidden in the wet ground.

    As below so above.

    As I trace one serpentine limb,

    It begins to glow then explodes

    Into a metallic hue of industrial neon purple.

    It blazes brighter than the sky.

    I look away, only to see

    Suspended above the trees

    A single leaf.

    It too starts to shine,

    But with a deep indigo blue,

    Vibrating to a hidden pulse.

    Oh, the secret beauty we seldom see.

    But, look! Look!