poetry from another dimension


semi-charmed life

I prayed for wealth

and i dreamed that
the lord destroyed
the home and
the family
and the work that I called my own
had all but disappeared
i found myself in a land of plenty
surrounded by opulent furnishings
and glittering gems
with which to adorn the body
our bodies draped in silk
were maneuvered through time in space
in expensive machines
lined with the skins
of sentient beings

the table was full of food
but none of it was real
we could feel it
we could taste it
but it provided no nourishment
when people spoke to us,
we could not hear them
unless they were
telling the truth

and then I woke up
and found myself no longer
in the land of silks and gems,
but instead on a hard dirt road
wearing naught but a sheet
carrying begging bowl and walking stick
but this time
everywhere I went
people were singing
and they were speaking of love
they supported one another
through gestures of kindness
and happiness permeated the air
like a fine fragrance
our huts were simple
our needs were few
and when people spoke the truth
we heard them

and then I woke up
to find myself back
in my humble home
wearing a ripped up t-shirt
and a pair of jeans
with a small bit of food,
full of nourishment
and friends everywhere
speaking the truth

and i realized that the wealth i’d been seeking
had been here
all along

© 2010 exitsbyalice (because I’m not selfless enough for public domain 🙂


beloved delicacy

tasting of salt and sea
shimmering emerald green
or even deeper
why are you wasting
your life wrapped around a piece
of dead fish?

you would be better served
if you landed yourself
with a few green sprouts
full of vitality

or crumbling into
unctuous avocado spears
lubricators of the pure mind

or resting on a bed of fluffy fresh brown rice
the most evolved of cereal grains

let it never be said that your B12
is not assimilable–
it is when they don’t overcook you

let it never be said
that you are bland or unexciting–
you thrill those who can taste
the richness
or your minerals

your sublime presence in a dish
is an homage to treasures revealed
only in the kingdom of edible plant

oh nori, queen of the sea
may the only fish you see be swimming
in the ocean