Hiromi Poems

I never tell it that it is “a problem” and, in return, it never tells me what I am The House Spirits Listen and they never ever tell me what I am thinking or feeling isn’t okay or that I shouldn’t be doing whatever it is I am choosing to do neither does the hungry old cat, the green gardens, nor the unusually heavy black buddha, busy in its disintegration and absolutely not ever the…

G R A V I T Y   I was in the wrong place It was the wrong time   I wish we could have met under different circumstances It was a mistake It was an accident   No one has a time machine   We can’t go back and make it different than it was It         is         c r u s h I n g  …

The safest place to live is always in the middle .. ~ The center point ~ The eye of the storm ..   ~ Find It ~ anchor your self there   ~ Open Your Heart ~ ~ Open Your Mind ~   Ask for help ~ Bravely ~ Invite “the others” .. Appreciate whoever shows up completely .. & don’t be surprised when they can’t stay ~ It is, after all, your center point,…

I did it, again. I let myself fall. I said yes, repeatedly. I over-rode the no’s. I let myself feel. I let myself drop in. I let myself connect. I wasn’t scared. I was being myself. I was responding to the invitations of another. We were co-creating. We were fighting for life itself. It wasn’t a control maneuver, it was a complete surrender. Reckless Abandon… It was crazy – And I remembered all of the…

Spirit Takes Me And I am down And I am out It will take as long as it takes It’s quite often a long & arduous process Have some faith, its in progress The movements are micro The meanings are macro (holographic) Real transformations for me, look just like dying And when it looks to you like that might be what I am doing please please just give me some more time and some more…

It Is the same everyday … They come and look through the holes in the bushes, peek their heads over the weeds in the field, and stare, and ask, “Why do you sit there, alone, in that garden all of the time?” They ask the same question everyday. Today, she calls to me from behind her steel bars, “God Damn, YOU Are Amazing!” And laying in this garden, I laugh myself in and out of…

I pick up the phone. I dial six numbers. I hang up. I cannot call you. I know. I know better. I want to be geeky again. I want to call you and invite you on obscene outings. -ROLLERSKATING- I want to call you and invite you roller skating And have you be pleasantly amused, Have you decline because of the irony of the adventure (Not fear of seeing me) I want you to ask…