MY FEEBLE PEN'S UNCERTAIN, ATTEMPTED RETURN    (5:25pm, 10-7-2024; at KOFFI North, Palm Springs, California)

 
 
pausing here  
this afternoon  
with pen  
and paper  
in hand again  
in hopes  
of tapping  
back into  
my innate  
creative muse s  
too long neglected  
too long distracted  
ever mysterious  
inner realms  
to try retuning  
back into  
channeling  
and releasing  
whatever spontaneously arisen  
free flow purge  
of perceptive  
conscious  
and subconscious  
self expression  
might  
to my surprise  
possibly arise  
from simply  
trusting in  
that catalytic action s  
co creative  
potentially manifestive  
intuitive process  
here once again  
especially after  
these last seven  
years or so  
of my  
not  
having been able  
to do so  
at all  
of not having  
been able  
to self expressively  
release and create  
some newly inspired  
more meaningfully interesting  
more powerfully moving  
insightful  new poem s  
too long absent  
too far gone  
so long awaited  
free flow spill s  
fully manifested  
sudden rebirth s return  
to so naturally  
and seemingly  
almost effortlessly  
come up  
through me  
to freely arise  
and spill forth  
from me  
through my intention s  
conjuring pen  
in hand  
here now  
once  
again  
old  old soul  
heart  
of sun  
mind  
of infinite  
mystery beyond  
open spirit  
and soul  
of transformationally  
transcendent being s  
fully awakened  
innate  
oneness awareness s  
enlightened being  
whose higher consciousness  
attunement s intunement  
is so deeply  
so boundlessly aligned  
with the ineffable  
even greater mystery s  
vast  timeless  
cosmic ocean  
of lost  
ancient  spiritual wisdoms  
innately shielded  
in the  
immutably  ineffable  
sublime  divine  
highest  vibrational  
love and light  
oneness  
of all  
that is  
but which  
to my presently  
unastonished  
slight disappointment s surprise  
now appears  
to have only  
brought me back  
to here  
after these last  
past seven plus  
disconnected years  
now so quickly  
flown by  
back to this  
my present state  
here now  
yet again  
back to this  
rather flat lined  
anemic  
messy  
square one spill  
from my  
reckless pen s  
perhaps prematurely attempted  
vain return  
back  
to a place  
where it once  
for so long  
truly belonged  
but now  
perhaps  
no longer has  
any further rights  
nor worthy claims  
to neither  
trespass  return to  
to seek solace  
direction  
nor meaning in  
to be at  
to occupy  
nor to call  
my very own
here in this
my present lifetime s
still unfolding  
ongoing journey
through this wondrous
world of experiential
living  loving
struggling  suffering
learning  growing
ever evolving  
life lessons
of and for
each and all
of our individual
and collective
eternal  human spirits
and souls
which will hopefully
perhaps
one day
some day
sooner or later
come to be
more universally recognized
fully realized
lived and known
as my
innermost sanctuary s  
one and only
true
home  sweet home
hid deep within
the unseen
mystical
core heart beat
spiritual center
of my greater
living spirit s
eternal  quickened soul
still silently abiding
here within this
my only temporal
mortal  human body s
remaining time here
in this illusory
world
anymore
ever again  
at all