Where is it?

Where Is It?

to suddenly miss what was never missed 

before

to realize the pointlessness 

of time


to find something

inside

that magic is the living

the filled moments


discovery

along the ways of quiet

and then the smile

settled is all fate


like that even matters

fate doesn't understand

as we can

promised time is promised waters


along those streams

both frozen and steamed

in waves and rain 

as hail and as reflections


before 

the pointlessness of time 

inside

a discovery 

A. Mendoza, 7/2019

HOG

hedgehog harmony
 the hegemony of hope

piglet persuasion
 with cuteness

that beauty in the pig
 hogging charm

without the porcine influence
 rolling in the mud

in growth to become
 the boar

with tusks that swing
 to dig, to scratch, to uncover

harmony

A. Mendoza  4/20119

 

 

On the Wall

On the Wall

what’s on your mind

is that the solipsism_¹ of no choice

cogito ergo sum_²

are you sure you actually do

veritus³ in the mirror

what is the who

as the when and the thief

an unknown image

ignotum callim apscomsum⁴

cast aside to beyond the moon

to seek Castaly⁵

but find Frankenstein

living with leading strings attached

and plough sands

until we become like Cassiopeia

from living on a bean feast

magical is the thief

but the water has sand on the bottom

and the wine became vinegar

it’s never broken that never promise

mirror mirror

A. Mendoza, 1/24/2019

1internal mental state

2I think therefore I exist

3Truth and Fear

4A strange secret hidden

5A sacred fountain

Lodestone 0n A Hill

Lodestone on a Hill

opposites attract

depending what side

is the face

a single coin 

of two directions

sitting on the edge

of head or tails

yes or no

in a silence

to hear a voice

and touch

a single vibration

mirrors don't speak

as selfies won't

looking glass moments

to seek

to hold

to lose

and the silence in the glass

that cannot be seen through

becomes it's own coin

depending is the face

opposite is the side

is the coin glass

sitting in two directions

that single edge

of yes or no

in a silence

of head or tails

a single coin

that is the face

A. Mendoza, 1/21/2019

 

dElUSIoN

DELUSION

pseudo ego

making the pseudo

gratification

a release of self

as object

and physical entity

a parody soulless

to be murdered

by reality

unconscious annihilation

in that science of nihilism

an ego built

of pure imagination

an illusion of illusion

an awareness of the nothing

that play of light

in the darkness

escaping the great teacher

A. MENDOZA, JANUARY 2019

LOSE

LOSE

because you don’t live there anymore

you lose nothing

in the moment of creation there's change

when the music has played there’s silence

when the breeze passes there’s stillness

in the laughter

and in plain sight

while the love makers touch

creation matters not

silence is the music

stillness becomes the breeze

to play at laughter

and lose nothing

when moment is creation

there in the play is change

because you don’t live there anymore

you walk and lose nothing

A. MENDOZA, 12/2018

LOSE

LOSE

because you don’t live there anymore

you lose nothing

in the moment of creation there's change

when the music has played there’s silence

when the breeze passes there’s stillness

in the laughter

and in plain sight

while the love makers touch

creation matters not

silence is the music

stillness becomes the breeze

to play at laughter

and lose nothing

when moment is creation

there in the play is change

because you don’t live there anymore

you walk and lose nothing

A. MENDOZA, 12/2018

WINTER SOLSTICE

Winter solstice

in the bright sunlight and the clear desert sky

with no clouds for the sky to paint

save for the water coloring on the mountains

as the sun flows across the landscape

shadowing the cactus making spots

and the leopard that runs across the sands

towards the snow peaks towards the glow

and disappears in light

a brightness running to cover

and blanket twilight with music lights

stars patient in their watch for the moon

stars moving in that slow dance

that feels like love

A. MENDOZA, 12-2018

WINTER SOLSTICE

Winter solstice

in the bright sunlight and the clear desert sky

with no clouds for the sky to paint

save for the water coloring on the mountains

as the sun flows across the landscape

shadowing the cactus making spots

and the leopard that runs across the sands

towards the snow peaks towards the glow

and disappears in light

a brightness running to cover

and blanket twilight with music lights

stars patient in their watch for the moon

stars moving in that slow dance

that feels like love

A. MENDOZA, 12-2018

UNSEEN

The 2 Not 1

unseen

to believe the lies

and not see the lies that are

a conviction by convention

no longer and no shorter

than desire

that want unseen

as it presents loudly enough

the present

a conviction by belief

no longer by desire

like a coin

two sides

and an edge

flip it and catch

open and reveal

everything but the edge

that thing that cuts

loudly it presents

no longer no shorter

a lie of desire

and an unseen self

A. Mendoza 12/2018