desert of dreams

there
there it was
so close
so very near
shimmering
hypnotizing
a feast for a starving soul
yes
finally

lips parched
heart aching
feet moving mindlessly forward
hoping
yes
finally

to touch his dream

he stopped

smiled

or was it the gods laughing

another mirage
on the desert of dreams

tio stib, 2016

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Morning Bliss

as morning tickled consciousness
I felt the bliss of nothingness
no cares
no pains
no trains to mis

one eye peeked out
and check the day
the sun screamed back
c’mon
let’s play

a choir of birds
sang from the trees
my only thought was
silence please

the voice of guilt
rang through my head
it’s time, your laziness
get out of bed

this voice was buried in a flash
by memories of my recent past
the years of running for the door
pushing self
do more
do more

then in a fit of selfish glee
I pulled the covers over me
I chose to hide inside my dreams
to feel once more
the peaceful bliss
of pure and simple
nothingness

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Finding Home

it’s a feeling
fleeting
flying off like a nervous bird
when my heart gets too close
yet memories whisper
and I wonder
what was it
that feeling
what was
home

I know I’ve felt it
the Oneness
of place
of people
of shared meals
and wild laughter
in silent awe
watching the moonrise from a porch
sliding up a far mountain
beaming shimmering light across a silent river
sparkling in enchanted eyes

I’ve felt it
in the garden
in the sweet scent of strawberries
picked by eager red fingers
wrapped in buzzing bees and flitting hummingbirds
in the joy of harvest
in the pleasure of shared
plenty

I’ve felt it
in warm murmurs around the fire
in the clink of glasses
in the evening glow of satisfaction
gained from sweating together
building a shared world

I’ve felt it
in smiles and greetings
in walking through community
in waves to passing friends
in bonds formed
by standing together
through tough times

I’ve felt it
in grief and solace
tears shared
remembering those lost
aching for those
forever gone

now I wander
the frontiers of being
soul seeking
heart hoping
to find home
again

tio stib 2016

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Hotel Hypothermia

it was a trip mistaken
for a family vacation
a time so cold
my bones grew old
bundled up in layers of clothes
all that showed my bright red nose
even when I went to bed
I never shed a single thread
I wonder how eskimos have sex
queried my now recent ex

pounds of fat fell off of me
as I shivered constantly
take a shower?
I think not
in water that was icy hot

and when at night I had to pee
a new resolve came over me
as toes touched the icy floor
I hurtled towards the bathroom door
and in a fit of urgency
dropped my shorts
but woe to me
the thing that used to flow so free
had shrunk down to
a tiny pea

and so it went from day to night
with not a hint of warmth in sight
until we had to say goodbye
a moment when I nearly cried
afflicted now with freezer phobia
I bid adieu,
God Bless
Hotel Hypothermia

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Hope

cold, naked, hard,
it shrieks
piercing down the empty streets
the wind beats on every door
you can hide from death no more

the restless souls stir in their beds
haunted by an ancient dread
the walls cannot keep out the fear
the truth that fate is always near

far beyond where wrong knows right
the sun peeks past the edge of night
and streaking ‘cross the stage of day
light calls to life

come out
come play

tio stig 2015

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The Gypsy Queen

she was exotic
he was quixotic

she floated by on tiny feet
his size thirteens thumped on the street

she pranced like a gypsy queen
he stumbled like an ancient dean

she laughed and whirled and danced
he stood alone in silent trance

her face smiled with beguiling eyes
he slyly peeked, an unseen spy

a woman full of verve and curves
a man stretched taut on bones and nerves

greeting everyone she met
as he broke out in pungent sweat

she lavished in all life’s delights
he anguished in primordial fright

and yet he laughed
he even played
surrendered to
this merry maid
for deep inside
this closed off man
screamed an ache
to live again

perhaps because of differences
they were wickedly promiscuous

tio stig 2015

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