This Round

 A swim against the tide

It seemed like strong tsunami all the while

A wave so high

There was no sky

But, still, 'tis done. with elegance and style

Sixth Sense

To seek the sixth sense, we must seek beyond senses

The five are combining with genders and tenses

The mind of the Human exceeding the bound

Reaching fulfillment from sky to the ground

One more life.  I feel certain it is sound.

All for you

All for you, my artful one

It is as it should be

The life endured, so like the sun

With flares of agony

The time will come to end the pain

That you and I  absorb

Empathetic, endless rain

The lashes leave a score

We reacted as each gender so defined

Reflecting into mirrors of the mind

Merger leaving nothing left behind

We move on in the love to the divine

I pondered Gaia as I wrote these lines

I think I misconstrued what it defines

Fusion equals Gaia

Once again, I say ya

I'll love you through the length and breath of time

Oh, the ache, to fill the gap

Between your arms and mine

It's coming soon, a tip of hat

To life that is divine

Initiation of engagement in this time 

Would also be divine.

Emergence into glimmered light 

Would brace the end so fine

finally!  something had been building in me for the longest time.  it was like the words were stuck somewhere begging to get out.

whick

The puzzle

So vast in all its complexity

i lost all sense of perplexity 

As blinders left the eyes

No longer seen as conundrum

Both life and love in singing strum

Between two lungs of sighs

As genders meet as equals

Prehumans, just the prequels

We take on wings to fly

i swear, just as i convince myself it's time to move on, the rhoem state of mind settles in and clarity improves!  unbelievable!  it can't last.  it is exhausting on my own and, now, i know why.  i am quickly approaching the cliff where there is no other point.

just getting weirder and weirder.  the difficulty i have always had with writing rhoetry, as if it was necessary to force it out, is, at least temporarily, gone.  I won't last very long if the exhaustion returns.  Until then, i'm back to a state i have not encountered since my teens or twenties.  as if all life is blooming.

as i ruminate further, i realize refining rhoems is easy.  it is the initial step that is so exhausting.  it is when the creation is initiated.  it shouldn't be so difficult and it won't be.

now, finally, i know the reason you have had me bouncing off the walls for the last nine years.  you are the only one that can express this all from the feminine perspective with the elegance, grace, lyricism, and love that is you.  it's all about the harmony.  you already know that to a finer degree in more dimensions than anyone else could ever imagine.

i know it goes against your grain.  that probably means it will require another lifetime that initiates in love without detraction to finally close on our Humanity.

i am so sorry that i presented such a frantic, manic persona to you.  i was driven to not hide a thing from you.  i didn't even know why.

the feminine perspective needs to come forth.  maybe that's for another lifetime.  maybe, actually, fusion must come first.  i am uncertain.

the puzzle requires an extraordinary Woman to initiate the next step.  maybe it will also take an extraordinary life, from start to finish.  i think i've explained the whole perspective pretty well in missives, rhoems, sketches, prose, music, and any other form of creation i could lay my hands on.

anything further done on my own would be superfluous. it is not complete until the sense of the feminine gender is expressed.

what i hear has never changed.  a deafening silence.  i may follow it's advice.

i would send this to you by the other route but, if you have not been reading ASP and Avalanche all along, then the next step is meant to be for another time and place, for certain.   

whick