NEW BORN SUN BEAM SONGS  (June 1st, 2022, 5:30am, Palm Springs, California)

 
sweet    
flinging  flaming    
fiery tongues    
of cosmic    
sun beam songs    
unheard    
unsung    
by all ears here    
except    
my own    
yet felt as well    
vibrationally singing    
throughout    
my skin    
my blood and bones    
into my hands    
sweet    
three digited    
finger hold    
around  onto    
and on throughout    
this manic pens    
quietly channelled    
free release    
of mystically rooted    
flowing inks    
soundless voices    
reflectively telling eyes    
that tell no lies    
but only    
mirror back    
through me    
only    
all that which    
this new    
i  we team    
of my inner muse    
and me    
can see    
right here now    
before  behind    
above  below    
and everywhere else    
around    
and beyond me    
where somehow    
it seems    
to almost always    
still surprise me    
whenever my clever    
slippery  inner muse    
somehow
finds a way
to select and extract
from out of
the infinite    
number    
of images  words    
and countless    
other things    
in this insanely    
increasingly
crazy making    
overly complex world    
of today
but  
how does it ever    
filter out
from all of that  
all these seemingly    
random    
yet interconnected    
oddly conjoined
into these    
just now arisen    
mysteriously driven    
impressionistic sequences    
laid out here    
in all these    
meandering strings    
of such    
curious words    
which only mirror back    
to silently reveal    
those visions      
and feelings    
i sense and feel    
which bubbled up    
through flowing streams    
of both    
conscious    
and subconscious thoughts    
from deep    
inside me here    
then somehow    
who knows    
perhaps even alchemically    
in this peculiarly    
teamed    
new i  we alchemy    
together now    
weve creatively become    
has somehow    
as always    
turned and transformed    
all these seemingly    
aimlessly wandering    
intuitively still meandering    
lines    
laid out    
in strings of words    
to have somehow now    
mysteriously    
turned them into    
this new born    
poem    
of sun beam songs    
now manifested    
heard and sung    
off sweet    
flinging  flaming    
fiery tongues of suns    
cosmic sun beam    
song poem sung    
now free    
to be    
both better heard    
and sung    
than more ears    
here    
than here before    
ever have    
beyond my own    
alone    
except of course    
for some    
who never will    
choose to learn    
to hear    
much less    
ever learn    
to truly listen    
more fully    
with the wholeness    
of their body    
spirit  mind    
and heart    
to such telling    
sun beam song    
poems sung out    
off sweet    
flinging  flaming    
fiery tongues    
of sun    
such cosmic    
sun beam song    
poems sung    
as this one here    
nor ever feel them    
vibrationally singing    
throughout their skin    
their blood    
their bones as well    
further on into    
throughout    
their hands at all    
so no    
new born poems    
of sun beam songs    
can and shall    
never bubble up    
nor arise    
to ever come about    
into new being    
to manifest    
up from them    
at all    
just as surely    
as each new days    
sun goes down    
the yin yang    
fall of darkness    
will surely    
likewise    
soon enough now    
come to    
just as sweetly    
follow  
forever off  
out  into  
the infinite flow  
of all  
that  
is  
as on  
and on  
and on  
it  
goes  
endlessly  
rebecoming