Blue Like the Sea

My blanket is blue
blue, like the sea

If I look
in the right way
in the right light
I can see it
moving
against me
like waves

and if I close my eyes
I can lose myself
in mermaid dreams
and swimming
against the tide
until I soften
and let go

and I am in
California
again
laughing
and falling
and tumbling
into the arms
of the sea

and I wonder
when I forgot
what my laugh
sounds like

until I reach
for my blanket
blue like the sea
and fall
into dreaming
of swimming
and breathing

15 May 2016
West Sussex

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Solitary Trek

She makes her solitary trek
to the ocean
like she always has

She no longer
conjures miracles
recites complicated
incantations
prays
for another

She merely watches
begins to count
wave after wave
until the numbers blur
and she forgets
how to count
higher than one

She lets the crazy wind
and turbulent sea
wash over her
again and again
knowing one day
one day soon
she will become one
with all that is
for the last time

Today
she lets it whisper
seduce
cajole
while she pretends
to listen

7 May 2018
Sussex Coast, England

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He Breathes

He breathes
and she smells
smoke

Dead man
walking

It happens
too much
now

These
vignettes
from
another time

A word
a passing comment

It’s going to be a scorcher today

And she’s off

lost to her
imagination
in all its surreal
darkness
and sometimes
light

Yesterday
the sun
was shining

She wasted
that day
in sickness

Today was
gray
lost
in time

Too much
time
searching
for blue skies

Blue sky thinking?

And she’s off

Like stepping
off a cliff
and landing
in the deep
blue sea

She knows
the sea
moves in waves
takes in water
until she is full
again

And walking

and listening

for his breathing
again

15 April 2018
Sussex Coast, England

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Zen and the Art of Breast Cancer

Mostly, I’ve found a kind of calmness. I’ve been reading the Tao. Still, the cruelty of the current geopolitical climate can still send me reeling and I forget who I am for a bit. I forget to give Love because it’s all Love.

My surgery to remove the cancerous growths in my breast is on Tuesday. On Monday I have to go into the hospital briefly to be injected with isotopes for the sentinel lymph node removal. And then at the hospital at 7:30 am the next day.

I’m signing off social networking and the inter webs now so I can find my Zen and breathe it, be it.

Catch you on the flip side.

Blessings.

In the meantime, here’s a pretty photograph of the Pacific on the Mendocino Coast of California from 2012.

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