Yeow!

[mtmynd]

Yeow!

O! Holy Shambizi - your shine
breaking shadows into splinters
driving deep into naked asses
warmed by sofa sitting glazing

The Seventh General salutes
hips pulled tight into uniforms
woven from the Death remains
of yesterdays battle weary minds

The desert screams thru dust blowing
without direction across plains
and mountains loosely vegetated
with spanish daggers and yucca
their only defense is hope for survival

O!Holy Shambizi - the Army of Left Feet
crosses the bloodied maps of greed
blindly kicking over natures jewels
with their eyes blinded with monovision

Stars and Stripes wrinkled by wars
in the name of Elusive Freedom
made up of the Noble Five Senses
distorting the bliss that lies within

Anger floods the fields once green
with crops of Truth fertilized
thru furrows cut deep by the plowmen
that endured hardships from foreign fields
now laying fallow without dreams to feed

O! Holy Shambizi - forgive not the champions
that parades the littered streets of ignorance
portraying the Ultimate Good with diamond studded
handcuffs sparkling with hypnotic salvations

The Laws of Stupidity have reigned in
the gallop of minds that once had purpose
and now corralled into caverns of dark neglect
breathing cold stale air and feeding off memories

Nuclear waste feeds the Holy Waters
converting Life into deadly steam
obliviating the nourishments born of trust
and leaving in its wake a Nowhere Paradise
wheezing its last gasps in whispers of sorrow

March headlong into the Greater Question
and condemn the Masters of Mundane that
challenge the Spirit and invite the discovery
of the Holy Within shining Eternal Passion
as Light in the endless parade of Soul Searchers

This day and all to follow pattern yesterdays
whose paths now thick with wearisome righteousness
sailing mercilessly thru electronic digitized clouds
disguising the clarity of vision once bright
but now conceived as lies to our enduring Selves

The Shuttered Truth cannot envision the 360
as we speed at indigestible light years momentum
our blinders but protections from elemental fears
flying past us in melted fabrications towards
destinies never clear - always out of focus

O! Holy Shambizi - your energy is endless
and our foolish hopes of driving blindly
into some fractured reality with eternal ego
You know will only quicken our collision flat!
into walls of canyons limiting our potential

Free the Soul from the Prisons of Religion
that we erected to justify our existence
and go naked into the Spirit Forest
our Walkabout in Holy Awe for the missing Light
that has been burning within awaiting our arrival

Individualism is starving at the feet of Mediocrity
while the heart continues the Holy Beat in rhythm
to the greater cosmology of Eternal Existence
on trial for leading the Pale Pilgrim into your Bliss

But chains will rust and time will release
the self imprisoned ego from its material shit
dying for decomposition into the inevitable
Warm Heap of Compost that conditions Life
and rewards the Searcher with No Death laughter

mtmynd aka Cecil

[saw]

yowzer...blast from the past....shambizi knows stuff !

[theirishsea]

So much to quote and to discuss in this poem. I'll take this stanza


The Laws of Stupidity have reigned in
the gallop of minds that once had purpose
and now corralled into caverns of dark neglect
breathing cold stale air and feeding off memories

"Stupidity" is the word of the moment, has been for months and could be enshrined for awhile after the Presidential and Congressional elections next year.

I like the phrasing ....."have reigned in/ the gallop of minds"

[mtmynd]

Thank you, TIS, for taking the time to read this lengthy piece and your comment.

[saw]

my fave stanza

Free the Soul from the Prisons of Religion
that we erected to justify our existence
and go naked into the Spirit Forest
our Walkabout in Holy Awe for the missing Light
that has been burning within awaiting our arrival

I like the capitalization throughout, like reading ancient text from the Book of Knowledge

[mtmynd]

I like the capitalization throughout, like reading ancient text from the Book of Knowledge

I appreciate the comment, Steve. I like this piece very much given it was SOC w/ few edits.

[mnaz]

Those damned Masters of Mundane. Let 'em wander in their own canyons. We have deserts to explore !

[mtmynd]

Those damned Masters of Mundane. Let 'em wander in their own canyons. We have deserts to explore !

Damn right!

Howdy stranger... nice seeing you about, Mark. I trust all is well with you...

[the mingo]

Cecil ya ancient headless door gunner ah glory be ! breaking rocks & setting the dust free your train is a rollin' on glory be !

[mnaz]

Doin' good, Cec. Been a hot summer ('tho not as hot as the desert...) Goin' to see the weird, wacky Lee 'Scratch' Perry in concert pretty soon-- one of Jamaica's old heavyweight music giants going way, way back (though he's not a very tall man, actually) ...

I finally uploaded photos from my trip last fall. Here's one:


Capitol Reef National Park, Utah

I'll load some others in the Photography section soon-- hopefully later today...