"Inertia"

Velocity abides in sanguine motion
A disposition of characteristics flows
Throbbing pulsations within the vein
Concealed in the outer barriers
Of the androgynous city
Stamen and pistil thrive ambiguously
Alongside of each other
Untagged emotion within heartless objects
Stifled in the temporal moment
From the blazing yellow eye
Like melody that flows from the violin

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Birth"

Blower of the horn
Such was the day
Mass exodus of all life
Sowing of seeds
Ripe for planting
In search of its own midwife
Before all signs
Or the meaning of symbols
Sweet music freely flows
Teeming with life
Electrified energy
Truly the show of all shows
Primordial ooze upon the place
Surrounding ether above
Such is the Horn of fruitful compassion
In likeness to the pure white dove

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Menace in the Clouds"

There was a school of angel fish
Only three remain
It looks as though they will not make it
Before the coming rain
That big crocodile waits patiently
For them to come his way
It looks as though he's going to have
Those angel fish today
But wait here comes a gust of wind
As I sit upon this log
The crocodile is changing
Into a harmless frog
It looks as though the fish are smiling
Maybe all along they knew
The crocodile would not get them
The magic wind had told those fish
And calmed them with a clue

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Silent Friend"

Bare limbed trees
October days
Auburn leaves released
The crow sentinel ponders
On quiet coldish morns
Sloughed flowers
Blankness in its stare
Such are the ways
Visitations from the corvid
Deep beauty
In the silence
Upon the window pane
From that which must refrain
Bent boughs pose
Posterior limbs reach out
Grasping in their hold
Gentle winds in cold rain
The sentinel observes
In that which remains

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Rain"

Beneath the folding hands of Heaven
Underlying provocation within the sky
Anticipation of the revelation
Within my own disguise
In realization of wanton
To dancing in the rain
Celebration of joy and sorrow
The bliss of knowing pain
Crows invade my inner mind
Along the Oregon coast
Where trees speak only to me
My sight of a shadowing ghost
Solitude a cherished thing
From childhood dreams
Not yet realized
In such things concealed
From whence it had materialized

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved
(Inspired by IsaacLonetree)

"Friends"

He merrily washes her every spring
Never missing a stroke
They've been friends since childhood
Since their eyes had met
On warm days they slumber
Under the rays of the sun
At night she sleeps by his cage
A friendship that's never done

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Silent Companion"

Weeping for me
Although in my presence
I reside in your heart
Everything in life is temporal
The essence shall never depart
Comparison to what is mundane
Nothing can ever possess
All that is placed in our care
Not meant to cause regress
What exists continues forward
Beyond the limit of decay
Energy disperses back to its origins
Swiftly it goes;
As if riding upon a Galloway

© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Dreaming in the Field"

Tall grass reaching out
In the field of chirping crickets
Coarse blades attempt to cling
What might lurk in thickets
Imagination runs rampant
Unlike wheat mingled with chaff
Far off is the trail
With its epitaph
Although a bird looks horizontal
To see open skies
Tall pines near mountaintops
A song that never dies
In this place of silence
Nature coexists in tranquil peace
Distantly is heard the bleating ewe
In this gracious masterpiece

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Destiny of Fate"

Only the eyes are left intact
Ravaged in time to disrepair
Few would notice what's inside
Even less would care
The real beauty that resides
Within my silent heart
Of broken dreams and promises
Which are never kept
In latter days
The sun shone through
As though I'd never wept
Hope dashed many times
Still this child inside
Quietly trembling in my waiting
My heart will softly abide

© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Enduring Love"

As if their fate had always been
A planted sapling long ago
Located on the silk road
Before the days of Marco Polo
The tree grew strong and true
Many things passed before it
In days of dark and morning dew
Generations came and went
Wars were fought in discontent
Yet the tree remained
It knew itself in gracious times
Hiding in invisibility
Quietly as its great trunk climbed
Great storms could not prevail
Yet lightnings could not avoid
It struck the great tree one day
Ending what it had enjoyed
Slowly it died as it roots gave way
Until it fell as some say
A peasant passing by gave notice
Seeing its beauty even in death
Sensing all that was united
Until its last breath
With loving care he carved from it
Through out casting winds that blew
For in the work he poured his heart
As this he always knew
Fate would keep his work together
In days of dark and morning dew
Two chairs were formed
One for virtue-One for strength
Carefully he carved them out
Endurance in each length
Together they have always been
And this will always be

© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Tremblings"

Familiarity in the air
Last chance to savor the odors of it
On my train ride to destinations unknown
Far off from what has been mine
A voice from the man who brings my hay
Laughter of children in the park
Others of my own kind alongside
There is more fear in the trembling
Of others compared to my own
Cold steel doors encase me
The rumbling of these wheels is not friendly
Anxious for the time when they will cease
Observing the moon that follows
Wondering if there will be one
When this journey ends
Will there be laughter in the air
Are there others of my own kind
Someone remarked that I would be reunited
But I do not know what this means
The smell of the herd fills my trunk
Thickness in the air and in my throat
I am at the mercy of the steel monster
As it pulls me to my next horizon
Far beyond the limits of these tracks

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Unquenchable Desire"

Each day that passes
Taken for granted
Although such days that seem to go
Details under a crescent moon
That seem to somehow know
In the passing of time
Of a twinkling star
Although its beacon seems afar
An insignificance in the total array
Surely the light that enters the eye
Is sweetness unto the mind
Furthermore unto the soul
Water is not missed from the great well
Until the well has run dry
Yet the thirst is much greater
Than what can quench the thought
Earthly delights within the meaning
Of a heaven burdened with frought

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Nomadic Rains"

Engulfing rains pursue just out the window
Reflections into the mind of the nomad
Into what has been seen
Once exposed to such elements
Never able to place things in reverse
In the unrelenting noise of the machine
Thunder's voice remains unresolved
A mystery which cannot be solved
Familiar patterns reappear
Into prisms of another dimension
Beyond the realm of all fear
Addictions dissapear within the abyss
Unto the nomad who has seen all of this
Hounds and jackals howling as in like
Of the voices in corridors
Relentless water pushing against the dyke
The golden bowl disintegrates
Voicing its rage
Until the integrity of the mind
Surrenders to its cage

~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved