That Umbrella Day

The man with the Broken Green Umbrella

What good is a broken umbrella?

One edge sags in and with each step

the corner

slaps the metal pole

showering him with

spray and getting his shoes wet

What is it that I really want to say?

WE ARE ALL THE SAME!

I want to find God

I want to find myself

I want sex,

pleasure,

chocolate,

hot tea on a rainy day.

It’s all been said before and we are dying inside

for lack of inspiration and passion

The Man says, Get a job

The People say, Give us freedom

The Women say, Love me

The Men say, Respect me

The Children say, Play with me

But we are ALL the same

We bow to a God up there –

call him by a name and give our souls

away to the church of our Desire

The prophets and the saints told us to

stand on our own two feet

We were born into this world in this form

Mary Oliver said,

“What will you do with this one wild

and precious life?”

I seek beauty and friendship

I want to walk on this Earth and not die

before my time

as an old,

wise,

woman

Shot down at the hand of someone who has

forgotten how to love

Robbed by someone who was never told how

wonderful they were

Run over by lack of attention and care

Grabbed by Cancer because pollution is everywhere

It is undeniable – seized by desire we become

slaves to our bodies

Tame those wild notions of separateness and ease

into your unique qualities – you are a person,

same as me.

I may look different than you, I may act different, I may say

some pretty obscene things, but at the core, we are

all the same.

Desire for fulfillment.

And how to obtain this you ask?

Well my lovely, there is not right way or wrong

way,

there is no set of rules

for this life,

The Bible does not say it all – how could it?

The Vedas to not

hold the ultimate truth – how could they?

I am an American, I came from entrepreneurs,

innovators, a people who cultivated in themselves

a strength to do things differently. I came

from a melting  pot of ideas and races and

origins – I am not one, separate, worthy, white,

female – I am a soul same as you.

With a brain, a pair of eyes, a set of morals,

two ears, two legs, two hands and a tongues to form sounds into

syllables to tell you how much I love you. 

Bob Dylan Cadence

I wanna pay my dues

I wanna pick and choose

The battles that I win and loose

I wanna get in the mood

With a little food for the soul

Salivate while I rotate around the globe

But wait!

Have not fear

The end is always nearer then you think

Blink, and it might just sneak up on you

Creep up on you

Pass you by

Peak into the past

Fast

Future tense

Don’t be dense, it’s just a fence

Stop sittin’ on it and get with the program

Like a diagram,

Diaphragm

BREATHE

We can only plan so far

Are you a human being?

In this body of love

Loveliness

De-stress

Confess what it is that you most desire

For I’ll hire the angels in heaven to do your bidding

Just kidding, I’m only human

But don’t retire the idea of poetess

And caress the inner edges of your heart

With the fingers of that part of you

That knows your own greatness

So the test

Let’s undress

And in our nakedness

We’ll dance

In a trance

With our pants tied around our heads

Like turbans from exotic lands

Raise your hands and solute the

Coming of Aquarius 

Show me your true nature

Because it’s your essence that I want to see

BE part of THAT world

Like a word that makes a sentence, makes a phrase, makes a paragraph, makes a book

Take a look–

What’s gonna change your life?

Like a knife

Use it, this tool, for getting rid of excess

Making smaller the bulk

And becoming more refined

Like an elephant on a dime

We remind ourselves to smile and laugh every once in a while

Grace

She left in her wake

Ripples of gold

Torrents of love

Written in her headstone stone–

She wanted to be

remembered for

courage

Like Grania O’Mally

Like Jean d’Arc

Like Sita the wife of Ram

She loved deeply

She lived life well

She inspired all of those

unsuspecting souls who

had the grace to witness her smile

And if you ever unleashed her anger

you’d know it was just love in disguise

They were enamored with the Goddess

She always did as she pleased

She always had it her way

And had the very last word

Perhaps the joke was on her

Perhaps she lived

life too forcefully

A modern-day pirate

She left us picking up the pieces

of our dismantled souls

She left instructions and no way to read them

On a very rare

rainy day

she’d leave you covered in kisses–

Bandages for the broken

and

she’d put you back together again 

I dance for love

For it is with these words that I

tell you how I love thee

It is with these hands that I show

you how much I care

It is with this body that I

dance for you

My soul pouring out

oozing

like golden honey

Sticky with sweet delight

I rejoice

Gopala as my guide I

churn the cream of this life

into butter of forever love and

adoration

I kneel at the feet of the

Divine

No

I do not pray on top of a mountain

I do not pray

underneath a tree

I do not seal myself up in a

cave

It is here

on the dance floor

where I worship

My heartbeat is the rhythm of my mantra

My footsteps pound out the foundation of my thoughts

My breath becomes the invocation

the very words which my heart

are offering as an expression of thanks

addressed to God 

Oh world, give me a sign

Oh world, take me by the hand

And lead your daughter to her next adventure

Oh world, take my heart into your precious hands

And don’t tell me I’m not good enough

Because I won’t believe it

Not even for an instant

Oh world, cradle this body in your humble embrace

So that I may better know the meaning of a single touch

Oh world, unfold before me the greatness that you have in store

For it is in your secrets

That truth can be told

Oh world, please do not hide your love

It is not fair

Your illusive nature

It is only sane that you should

Call me into being

And ring my name from the

Highest mountaintop

Oh world, don’t go stomping on my dreams

Because it is through your words that I have learned

The importance of connection

Oh world, how could you let him leave?

How could you let him go and not leave a single sign to where, or if

Or what

Or who

            Or why

                        Or how am I supposed to finish this task of being human

This task

I asked, but none was given

Oh world, how come you are so cold

On days when I need you to be the warmest

Oh world, do you know the power you have

Over

This poor soul

Oh world, stop your tricks, and give me something

TANGIBLE

Oh world, I beg of you

One simple favor

An answer in response to my desperate cries for guidance

A sign when I’m straining my eyes

At least a clue that might direct me to

Your benevolence

Not off the edge of that cliff that is looming

Ever nearer

Oh world, how can I repay you for all that I have received

Oh world, don’t go holding out on me,

Not now, not right now

And don’t you go takin’ me for granted either