POEMS GROUP 23: DHARMAH Category 3: Imaginings

1. The Dream
2. The Dreamer
3. The Third Coming
4. In Jest
5. Test
6. Certaintude
7. Procrastinate
8. At Least, a Poem
9. The End of Dreams
10. The Upside of Nightmares
11. Distant
12. Untitleable
13. Were I Now
14. Sic Semper
15. Too Much
16. Dreading Sleep
17. Next to Me
18. A Writer Writes
19. Stage
20. This Ever-Present Adolescence
21. Opportunity
22. Passage to Normality
23. Complete Happiness
24. Crash
25. Anthropo-Logy
26. The Moment
27. Sleepless Still
28. Dreamwalker
29. Cocoon
30. Bird Song
31. Stillwater
32. Day of Hell
33. The Arrogance of Prayer
34. Cat I
35. Families
36. Wanna Be Poet
37. Marbles
38. Shark
39. Promises of Love
40. Knowingly
41. So
42. Declarations of Love

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS I:

THE DREAM

all the world is nice
and its pretty face
shows itself in dreams
lacking nasty schemes
showing beauty, peace
loving, tender tease
not by life betray'd
no one's ever stray'd
from the righteous path:
science's rig'rous math
yields to nature's love:
bound, by heav'n above
happily we bow
all that's done, in tow
ent'ring paradise,
all the world is nice

January 15th, 2010

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS II:

THE DREAMER

cognizant
though dormant
apprehensive
though relaxed
extroverted,
introspective:
this here is no way to live,
you'd think,
what are we
were it not for a dream?

February 3rd/5th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS III:

THE THIRD COMING

it might not be too unlikely
the messiah has come
already
a second time:
to bring home
his message
his people:
he found
neither:
and so he shrugged
went on his way
for why throw pearls
before humans?
maybe a third time
will be the charm
who knows
when we've grown up

February 3rd/5th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS IV:

IN JEST

some things
are ingested
in jest:
and yet
still

February 4th/5th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS V:

TEST

we may think
we know

and on occasion,
no one will ask

February 4th/5th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS VI:

CERTAINTUDE

how I do envy
the possessors of fact

doubtless,
they need not think

holiness
reduced to holy shit

February 4th/5th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS VII:

PROCRASTINATE

evasion
is an easy game
to play:

to move mountains
sometimes, you may need to collect strength

I just hope
I will still be awake
for that

who actually said
to "live in the now"
?

I feel lost
in confusion
and mountains
falling
over me

there will be a tomorrow

is that a promise or threat?

Damocles

February 4th/5th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS VIII:

AT LEAST, A POEM

I need to write much bigger things
longer
more important
factual
crushing

at least
I am still
feeling
thinking
living:

at least,
there still is
some poetry
left

in me

February 4th/5th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS IX:

THE END OF DREAMS

how I do
decry
to have to postpone
akin to abandon
to be changing the world:
in order to earn a living

grown up dreams
can be so disappointing
at times

the truth
may make you free
but how I long
sometimes
for fantasy?

February 26th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS X:

THE UPSIDE OF NIGHTMARES

at least
nightmares
tell you that you are
sleeping

that you are
dreaming
still

February 26th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XI:

DISTANT

You are so distant,
are you a dream?

Am I a dreamer,
things all in flow,
things all in flux,
should I not know,
what is the dreamer,
who is the dream.

Your shadow's the dream,
reality's anchor
across the brutality of distance
asundering.

I long for thee,
what else is there to say.

February 2nd, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XII:

UNTITLEABLE

some things are not that easily communicated
touchscreens don't help
need keys to push
buttons to press
hot ones, on occasion
touching
the very screen
about to repeat it -
how quite intimate an act
a non-act
in a world of non-actors
and twittered judgments
on an empty stomach
I wish it be full,
in order to
relieve myself
in a true material kind of
catharsis

February 13th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XIII:

WERE I NOW

were I now
in any capacity
free of rapacity
full of sagacity
freed from, - and this above all -
wordsmith inanity
could I but
escape
the mediacy
of the mere words

-

could I be,
were I now?

February 18th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XIV:

SIC SEMPER

btw,
if you haven't yet seen Qaddafi's speech of insanity, you must
completely oblivious and inane
how I almost pity him
these dictators have so gotten used to lying in their warped reality
of being loved by their people
and being the guardians of false revolution
("I love you all," said the chief of the East German secret police)
(I guess, we should believe him)
they're all perfectly ready for the loony bin
and I feel weirdly reminded of the end of GDR times
and language gets lost in nostalgia (why not)

East Germany, 1953
Hungary, 1956
Prague, 1968
Hungary, 1980
Solidarity
Solidarity
Solidarity
and dearest John Paul

1989

and now
seeing the truth
as is
no distractions
and peace now
I've found peace
I've found love
I've found freedom

oh, lucky demonstrators there:
their life is being transformed
in each and all
in hope and fear
and dark and light
to be young again
and see it again:
freedom always wins
I thank them
for making me realize:
all other problems are just secondary
tertiary
quaternary
whatever-very
in the greater scheme of things

go on
transform
open up
and see
the world
anew
for the very first time

so that then
when the change has come, much later than now,
for the last time,
they've seen
they've heard
they've lived
and the world has become bigger
better
now

just through their doing
and due to that moment
of being free
(don't fear)

pray that I never forget that moment
as it now also opens its face
to the southern rim of the once Roman Empire:
you're free at last

sic semper tyrannis

February 23rd, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XV:

TOO MUCH

sometimes I feel
because I feel to much
that I need to
temporarily
disable myself
so that my self
can rest
and feel
another
day

March 8th/15th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XVI:

DREADING SLEEP

I am dreading
going to bed
sleep awaits me
hopefully:
yet what, when not?
hope
can sometimes be enough
hopefully
love
too

March 22nd / April 11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XVII:

NEXT TO ME

next to me
happiness
and life
instead of emptiness
and

Why can't it always be this way?

I'll savor the moments
and days

now
I am

now
we can be

now

March 23rd / April 11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XVIII:

A WRITER WRITES

a writer writes
or so I've heard

I guess reality
and theory
align
only occasionally

bummer

March 23rd / April 11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XIX:

STAGE

waiting for the stage to appear
to be delivered
automatically
for the automata
of narcissism non-anonymous
to do their thing
their allegedly sarcastic cool thing
(for true sarcasm, you need to be smart)
(to be cool, you should be less conformist)
I am bored already
where is the stage
give me one
wanna play too?

March 31st / April 11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XX:

THIS EVER-PRESENT ADOLESCENCE

there is something to be said
there is always something to be said
yet still
stillness
would it not sometimes be nice
to have some stillness
in place of the constant chatter
and how much nicer still
in the place of all this information
some enlightened discussion
and insight
instead:
that, too, would be quieter
once all the noise disappears,
thinking can start
together
with feeling
and life

have we forgotten
how to grow up
and be a child again?
this ever-present adolescence
is boring the heck out of it all

March 31st / April 11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXI:

OPPORTUNITY

in any case
there shall always be opportunity
and the most sincerest hope
and urging
that in the end
an end is in sight
not in plight

sometimes
opportunity knocks

and then?

April 4th/11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXII:

PASSAGE TO NORMALITY

our lives may start out
filled with dreams
(unreasonable, sometimes)
and amidst all the circumstance
we may feel
reality
seems closer:
not better

normality
can be such a soothing word
at times
even to the non-conformist dreamer

dreams
must
end
some
time

do they?

April 4th/11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXIII:

COMPLETE HAPPINESS

complete happiness
sometimes comes
sometimes just happens
once all is aligned
once all is in place
and who needs to be there
is there
and, indeed, nothing else matters
can go to sleep now
and trust that the utopia felt here
will survive a coming draught
we should have watered it enough
so trust
and sleep
and love
and live

April 7th/11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXIV:

CRASH

need to crash me down
temporarily
but strongly
where I am
I know
and where you are
I kind of know
this tale of two homes
needs a solution
too much distance
in between

April 10th/11th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXV:

ANTHROPO-LOGY

anthropo-logy
the science so called of original humans
oh the humanity
slice and dice
rock 'n roll
rotfl about sth we think is cool or seen as perverted
well, maybe difference is overrated
maybe we are more similar
sims
than we were hoping to be
but no
animals all we are
with a complex of ennui
this is really all you need to know
to the outside thrown
dust to dust
et cetera
have we reached ground speed
warp
re
member

where are you going
where.
have you been

April 12th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXVI:

THE MOMENT

the moment, here we go, we thread (and tread), we proceed
and still in all this stillness lying in front of us
a question arises, the nasty, most threatening one
why
and suddenly
a change
time has moved on while we were speaking
everything's strange now
I have to leave
methinks the text is dangerous
bye bye
take care
don't let the bedbugs...
...darn

April 14th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXVII:

SLEEPLESS STILL

sleepless still
think I of you
my first and ever thought
my first and ever true love
I know it is not completely sane
I have an xcuse
artists
must never
be sane
my artist
is only a .5
so once unleashed albeit halftime
id cannot be sane
but truthful:
and all is full of love
for you
my dear
forever

April 19th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXVIII:

DREAMWALKER

it is strange
how everything in life
feels like a dream now
whether a good one or a bad one, doesn't seem to matter
time flows into itself
places overlap in the most ridiculous ways
and yet my freedom to control it
to wake up
is limited, I fear:
maybe I should think of this as an extended sleepwalking
trust in my ability to just continue on my path
maybe, I'll even be able to fly
so that some day
I can wake up
where I want to be
where I need to be
and where, I feel,
I can be free

April 24th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXIX:

COCOON

some cocoons are too lonely
in this world
a grub
may need a grublet
to keep company
to share
and simply, to be

April 24th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXX:

BIRD SONG

just like
the little birds
in spring
all around

feel I the urge
to serenade
to make my little song
heard

unlike what I hear
around me
I feel
love should always be in season

chicka
dee
dee
dee

May 5th/14th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXI:

STILLWATER

volvic water
should be called dormant
not still

May 1st / June 6th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXII:

DAY OF HELL

the mind
subjected
to the capriciousness
of the bodily:
how I long to believe
in the illusion of the cogito
while dragged down
to the level
of the physical
the animal
the flesh
and pain
and the paralysis of mind
by matter

the cat looks at me
amused, somehow
yet disapprovingly

what a piece of work
is man

May 28th / June 6th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXIII:

THE ARROGANCE OF PRAYER

please, God,
make it so
that I will be happy
I will be right
I will be good:

and if you don't:
shame on you
why do bad things happen to me?
it must be you
doing them
to me
personally
how could you let this happen?
are you not omnipotent? good-willed? and "real"?

still afraid though,
I continue to bow
and pray
and ask
and kneel
and bless and curse your man-made name

:

or so it goes

"god" is our parent
at our service
only there
to please
or narcissistic
selfish
petty
needs
and neuroses

how come, I do not find such a god in the Book?
how come, I do not find such a god in the Stories?
how come, I do not find such a god in tradition?

whatever happened to the idea of transcendence
and the sublime
the beyond, lacking any explanation
the horizon not to be reached
the word not to be spoken, not to be known

a commodified god
only demonstrates all too well
the descent into childishness
demeaning
both

walking through the Vatican, or any gold-adorned temple to power,
I am reminded of Jesus cleaning house in the temple:
the dream of heaven has been made into a worldly thing
and we're not in on the joke, usually:
because the priests know what they're teaching:
when seeing each other, they - knowingly - smile

for we have made god into the golden calf again
in order to touch it to see it to pet it to kick it
but can you touch the stars? the rainbow? the thunder?
but can you touch life? love? pain? and fulfillment?
abstractions are abstract for a reason
for there cannot be true religion without reason
and there cannot be any true reason without a sense of the unknown

god is that which remains unknown yet present

pray if you must
pray just for others, not for yourself
and do not
ever
expect
that nature / god / the beyond
is simply there
to be doing
your bidding

June 6th, 2011

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXIV:

CAT I

When cat saw the man in the mirror he did not care.

June 22nd, 2011 / January 26th, 2012

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXV:

FAMILIES

you cannot have families
everywhere
anymore:

just loose attachments
speaking to the god
of productivity

August 2nd, 2011 / January 26th, 2012

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXVI:

WANNA BE POET

a poem
does not necessarily
come easy

it
could be said
to be work

inspiration
is severely overrated

you know,
if I could count the moments
of true inspiration

well, it wouldn't be too difficult

what makes a poem

oh, I don't know

it's not the easiest of things
not the most difficult either
it's just what it is
and if I'm lucky
I'll find the time to make it good

otherwise, it'll just be what it is
a moment in time
fixated through speech
an artifact of human creation
testifying to the will

to leave something behind
and it it's just the inane ramblings
of a wanna be poet

August 28th, 2011 / January 26th, 2012

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXVII:

MARBLES

I think I've
had some marbles lying around
pretty ones
rather
the one shaped
like the Earth
another like Gallifrey
another was Vulcan
well, and there was some odd Jupiter
and again
Celestis
and I believe
Klinzhai was one of them too

little marbles
on the floorside
little marbles
made of whishy-whashy

and the marbles
looked alike
now
well, they've had differences

but now
I can't just seem to find all of them

not even a Jelly Baby
I would like a Jelly Baby
do you have a Jelly Baby?

maybe I've lost some

I don't know
how can I not know?
I don't know
how can I not know?
I don't know

how can I not know?

but the marbles?
I've got
can't
they must be here?

oh no

must know

ever

September 3rd, 2011 / January 26th, 2012

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXVIII:

SHARK

like a shark
I must continue to swim
must continue to move
must go on

I would like
to rest
now

October 27th, 2011 / January 26th, 2012

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS XXXIX:

PROMISES OF LOVE

may ring hollow
mine never are

I sincerely hope so

October 30th, 2011 / January 26th, 2012

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS IL:

KNOWINGLY

knowing the prospective end
will still mean the end
but with the soothing twist
that what is known
can mean power
and a choice
albeit a final one
is better
than a descending
into where you're not yourself any more
you end
by choice

dignity
and agency
restored

so farewell
brave one
into Walhall
your life was brief but good
and shalt be dearly missed

November 1st, 2011 / January 26th, 2012

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS ILI:

SO

there are still
so many things
I want to show you still
so many things
I want us to do
so many things
I want us to know

November 24th, 2011 / January 26th, 2012

DHARMAH - IMAGININGS ILII:

DECLARATIONS OF LOVE

this is never easy
it just comes easy
and what ever you think
artfulness is losing out too
how could it not
rest sound

December 19th, 2011 / January 26th, 2012