Us Alone

"OF WOOD AND ICE" AL MENDOZA 2004

US ALONE

Seeing you now, the distance leaves only sight

a vision blurred by the years of the unseen

Hearing you now, the closest thing to contact are the vibrations

a distance covered by the heard 

Close are the sights and sound

Closer kept are the unseen 

The earlier smile has vanished

The clearness of eye clouded over 

Vibrations stilled 

Energy dissipated 

Close are the sights and sounds

Closer kept are the unseen 

The things of the intimate

Were events of decisions 

Possession of that touched

Sights and sounds missed 

Close are the sights and sounds

Closer kept are the unseen 

Past that distance where at the edges

That sound ignored 

That decision overlooked

That touch not held 

Missed sights and sounds

No possessions 

Energy dissipated 

 Closer than intimacy is the distance

Close to the sight and sound

Closer kept are the unseen 

Past that distance where at the edges

That sound is ignored 

Not ever heard by us, alone

Us Alone

"OF WOOD AND ICE" AL MENDOZA 2004

US ALONE

Seeing you now, the distance leaves only sight

a vision blurred by the years of the unseen

Hearing you now, the closest thing to contact are the vibrations

a distance covered by the heard 

Close are the sights and sound

Closer kept are the unseen 

The earlier smile has vanished

The clearness of eye clouded over 

Vibrations stilled 

Energy dissipated 

Close are the sights and sounds

Closer kept are the unseen 

The things of the intimate

Were events of decisions 

Possession of that touched

Sights and sounds missed 

Close are the sights and sounds

Closer kept are the unseen 

Past that distance where at the edges

That sound ignored 

That decision overlooked

That touch not held 

Missed sights and sounds

No possessions 

Energy dissipated 

 Closer than intimacy is the distance

Close to the sight and sound

Closer kept are the unseen 

Past that distance where at the edges

That sound is ignored 

Not ever heard by us, alone

AT FULL MOON

 

A FULL LIGHT

late is the early night
when at full moon
a full light

noon napping
nipping at sunshine
closed eyes to daylight


awaking at full moon
early is the night
a gauze of chill


humming night air
silent and rhythmic mix
as a gentle whisper


that embrace
that light
that awakening

that moon at full light

 

A FULL LIGHT

late is the early night
when at full moon
a full light

noon napping
nipping at sunshine
closed eyes to daylight


awaking at full moon
early is the night
a gauze of chill


humming night air
silent and rhythmic mix
as a gentle whisper


that embrace
that light
that awakening

that moon at full light

 

A FULL LIGHT

late is the early night
when at full moon
a full light

noon napping
nipping at sunshine
closed eyes to daylight


awaking at full moon
early is the night
a gauze of chill


humming night air
silent and rhythmic mix
as a gentle whisper


that embrace
that light
that awakening

that moon at full light

AT FULL MOON

 

A FULL LIGHT

late is the early night
when at full moon
a full light

noon napping
nipping at sunshine
closed eyes to daylight


awaking at full moon
early is the night
a gauze of chill


humming night air
silent and rhythmic mix
as a gentle whisper


that embrace
that light
that awakening

that moon at full light

The Voices

VOICES

VOICES

Sometimes I hear voices ... It's not what you may think (I hope).

It is the voices of those who've filled my life with colours like an artist would paint on canvass.

Suichi's voice, so controlled and calm; I can still hear him as he would ask a teaching question that would lead me to a point of new understanding.

Alicia's gentle manner and razor intelligence would lead me to a point of view I hadn't seen before. 

Juanita's clear perception that would leave me amazed at a position I would not have thought of. 

Phillip's gregarious and sharply edged ability to dissect an issue would lead me to appreciate wider views outside of the common thinking.

I find thoughts of the leading personas in my lifetime echoing their voices as a comforting music.

I think of relationships as an exchange. 

So the question is, what did I return them for their wonders that they shared with me.

They were all better than I deserve.

I miss them very much.

Appreciate what is in front of you while you have it there.

Listen for the music, see the colours




Al Mendoza, 2016

The Voices

VOICES

Where Presence

Where Presence

finding there

where presence is

there where it can be

a heart singly

musical

sounds are shared

that is irresistible

finding there

a musical presence

sings

not even looking

for what is heard

that inhaling vibration

seen so clearly

as it touches

how are so many sounds

so possible as single moments

is and are

come and leave

were here and gone

where presence is

like music

singly musical

and are gone

as it touches shared sounds

finding there that is irresistible

as it touches

where presence is

Al Mendoza 2016

Where Presence

Where Presence

finding there

where presence is

there where it can be

a heart singly

musical

sounds are shared

that is irresistible

finding there

a musical presence

sings

not even looking

for what is heard

that inhaling vibration

seen so clearly

as it touches

how are so many sounds

so possible as single moments

is and are

come and leave

were here and gone

where presence is

like music

singly musical

and are gone

as it touches shared sounds

finding there that is irresistible

as it touches

where presence is

Al Mendoza 2016