18 Poems

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18 POEMS

 

-saiom shriver-

 

ETHEREAL AND LYRICAL

 

His speech is ethereal and lyrical
His aura is large and bright and spherical
... his hand movements linear laser miracles

 

ANCIEN RICHE

 

Which is worse....
ostentatious wasteful
nouveau riche
or hoard-hiding
selfish ancien riche?
*
EPILEPTIC GHOST

 

Churchill spoke of someone as an epileptic ghost...
perhaps after having seen chickens beheaded at his place..
still running around... or having heard of voodoo's savage
chicken killings .. or having had nightmares about the millions of civilians he bombed..
the billions of animals and birds he bombed

 

KUWAITI SLAUGHTERHOUSE

 

In Kuwaiti slaughterhouses,
there is not waterboarding
but bloodboarding as cows and sheep
choke on their own blood after their throats are slit

NOT CORNSHUCKING

As unconcerned as if
cornshucking
he rips oysters from
their shells....
he is shelling
for the shillings

 

CRIES, DRILLS, ROARS

The piercing cries of gulls
.. woodpeckers' constant drills
... the roar of a cataract..
... the booming surf...
why do these sounds
give us peace?

 

DROVER DRIVEN

 

sheep... whipped by drovers,
trampled by horses, bitten by sheep dogs,
with too early fleecing
they are freezing
... shearers them to the ground slam
... shippers into boats them cram

 

KNOWN BY THEIR LIGHT

 

When a master walks into the room
he need not talk of peace..
his aura, his handshake his glance
and voice transport others into trance

 

LEAK PERFECTION

 

He lived in the woods.
The leak in his tiled roof
dripped into a 50 gallon
ceramic tub.
It kept him from having to go
to the stream for water.

 

THE RIVER REMAINS

The waters of the river
follow the path of the mountain base..
not for a long while..
before going onto another mountain...
but the river remains

 

WHITE AND BLUE

 

white foam on blue wave ..
white snow fringe on blue mountain
.. white cloud fleece in blue sky

 

LIGHTNING SKEINS

 

a silver curtain of rain...
threaded with lightning's gold skeins
and sunrise's pinking veins

 

CRICKETS DON'T LIKE CROQUET

 

Those who love bees, ants and crickets
don't play croquet, don't play cricket

 

OPEN PORTAL

 

As sunlight pours through an uncurtained window
so God's grace pours through an opening heart

 

WASH AND DRY

 

Cleansing the soul and mind with the waters of
universal love... then drying them with divine detachment
*
DRIVER

 

Drive is to drove as the present is to the past..
Driver is to drover as the new is to the obsolete past

 

(drover... sheep herder)

 

FIVEFOLD

 

He abandoned counting and folding his fives to
taking the fivefold path to God

 

COMMANDING ANGELS

 

Those with holy confidence can command the angels..
can mold prana into desired forms

 

(prana: energy)

 

 

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