The Superfast Old & Natural Technology: A New Year's Eve Sonner for my Parents

If I would send a letter to my parents
to greet them once again at this new year
might it be carried on the lilting currents
that wisp around the universe?  I hear
the heart & mind are everywhere! no matter
what region of existence one abides in
what lingo one employs for idle patter
what deity one pictures & confides in
the wish or prayer or letter one dispatches
employing one's own heart-mind for the task
flies swift as thought & without error latches
into the loved one's mailbox      we ask
a natural thing when sending our hello
compared with this the internet is slow

Sam & Betty at Summer Camp [sonnet]

When both your parents pass away
within three years of one another
and then another year passes and
it's holiday time & nearly the
new year thoughts might turn
to the afterlife what's it like?

the idea that comes to mind is
it's as if they're off at a new
summer camp even if what's going
on underneath is processing the
experience of the life just past
this happens as it does for us

in dreams through the semblance
of being somewhere doing something
and so they're actually very busy!
a lot of activities (veiled forms
of the one activity) review process
eke out a mite of wisdom from the

long narrative of days of being an
embodied being with a name on earth

Twain Couplets After Rumi

Befilled with delight    thus God has created you
all free with no fright    thus God has created you

ascend to the utter height    of your deepest dream!
let chains and restraints be gone    like a wisp of steam
 

The Akashic Record [boomerang poem]

Whatever you write on water   remains on record
unless it dissolves in a wave   without a trace!

does the world appear to be   somebody's outsize placard?
yet what it proclaims   is a secret trove of grace

the Akasha unfolds   an infinite sheet of space!
a vehicle that   (unlike an old Ford or Packard)

can reflect every nuance of   Meher Baba's face
his name once penned   remains in eternal record

 

Lessons Learned in Charm School [gnomic verses]

The charming are naturally likeable
the natural are likeably charming
the voice when it's low remains micable
while beautiful arms are disarming

who value authentic demeanor
will find their nostalgia grows keener
when faux authenticity nabs them
or genuine falsity jabs them