SOME WORDS  (7-8-2010, Palm Springs, California)

           
             
some words dewdrops            
some words stone            
some words blood            
tears  sweat            
and bone            
some words open            
some words close            
some words moonlight            
some words sun            
some words drizzle            
drought or flood            
some words body            
some words mind            
some words spirit            
soul  heart or tongue            
some words spoken            
some words thought            
some words comfort            
heal or harm            
some words rivers            
oceans  stars            
some words seek            
to find  define            
or at times            
to redefine            
yet even so            
despite all that            
amidst  aside      
my best expressed      
poem s spilled impressions      
still can at times      
tend to leave me      
feeling            
even more lost            
stuck or confined            
than i was before            
i ever dredged            
them up            
from my inner depths            
to spill them forth      
and out           
into written            
physical form            
but nonetheless            
beyond all that            
the bottom line case            
and curiously baffling              
underlying matter            
still seems to be with me            
that words like money            
come and go            
sometimes plenty            
sometimes none            
but every now and then            
just like with wealth            
or money            
as a writer            
as a poet            
another quandary            
still exists for me      
which often comes            
in anchored tow            
like some unseen      
elusive           
lingering ghost    
of ironic mysteries            
for the more one has            
to spend or use            
whether words            
or money            
they each           
can sometimes seem            
to still not be            
ever quite enough        
to more perfectly express            
to say or convey      
or to afford      
to shop and buy      
along with untold            
countless others            
who likewise long            
and equally desire            
to buy  possess            
and own            
for themselves            
every thing            
and anything            
in this insatiable            
consumerist      
capitalist world            
which they may come            
to want  desire            
to have  possess            
and own            
for themselves        
with or without            
any more cash      
no wealth        
nor words        
at all      
bottom line is      
as often      
as not      
we get      
what we get  
we get what  
we need     
more often than      
we get what      
we want      
or most strongly      
desire      
to purchase      
possess and own      
or to say      
express and convey      
to create      
with words      
with paint      
with dance or music      
with body  heart      
mind or spirit      
alone      
but with      
all that said      
still every now      
and then      
for most each      
and everyone      
of us all      
suddenly        
unexpectedly      
little miracles      
can still      
surprisingly occur      
and happen      
when we least expect it      
wherein we get      
exactly what we want    
or wish    
and pray for    
what we most desired      
to purchase      
to have      
acquire      
possess and own      
or to perfectly      
express      
to say      
or write      
and convey      
to others      
as much as      
to ourselves alone    
here in this world      
of love      
and hate      
of war      
and peace      
of life      
and death      
of give      
and take      
of night      
and day      
of doubt      
and faith      
in god  in man      
in clinging on      
in letting go      
of ego s hold      
in letting go      
of everything      
of anything at all      
to experience      
the wondrous      
oneness      
of one s pure      
eternal      
soul      
one comes      
and goes      
just as      
we each and all      
go and come      
again and again      
full circle in the end      
inevitably back around      
to words again      
as well      
for isn t it      
ultimately true      
that in every      
so called ending      
some new beginning s    
reborn anew      
and hasn t it been said  
and shown    
and believed profoundly      
by countless many      
oer the ages      
of mankind      
in this world      
that in the very      
beginning    
very simply     
was the    
word
alone