Little Bear

Little Bear

HE LOOKED AT ME
AND SAID I WAS CLEAR:
CLEAR AS A BELL
ALMOST INCANDESCENT
HE SAW TRANSPARENT
THROUGH MY BODY
TO THE SPIRIT
HOVERING INSIDE
I HAD NO
PLACE TO HIDE
AND IT WAS GOOD
TO BE UNMASKED
THERE IN THE BRIGHTEST
OF LIGHTS
WITH OTHER LOVING
MINDS WATCHING,
IT WAS NOT A DREAM
BUT SUCH A SURPRISE
AFTER THE LONG
SIEGE OF PAINFUL
EVENTS,
MIXED IN WITH JOY
AND THE OPEN ROAD
IN FRONT
LAID OUT AHEAD,
I HAD PRAYED AND
WISHED THE
NIGHT BEFORE
TO BE VERY OPEN
AND JOYFUL,
TO WELCOME HIM
TO MY STAGE
THE WAY FOR HIS
TALE OF THE
ESSALEN NATION
TO BE FORTHRIGHT
AND OUT FRONT,
TO CONNECT MY
BOOKS
TO THE PASSION
OF TRUTH
THAT LIES
WITHIN A LEADER
WITH HIS BIG
ROUND DRUM,
SINGING
ACAPELLA
FEARLESSLY
ON TV,
PROUD TO
RANK THE EMOTIONS
OF HIS TRUTH
OVER THE AIRWAVES
AND INTO THE
HEARTS OF
VIEWERS
WHO NORMALLY
SEE THE ART
OF THE NEWBIE,
OR SOMEWHAT
OF A COMEDY,

BUT NO,
THIS MAN
WAS ON A MISSION,
AND LATER,
AFTER THE SHOW,
HE BLESSED ME
WITH A LARGE
BEAUTIFUL
EAGLE FEATHER,
QUIETLY TURNING
THE SET INTO
A PLACE
OF PRAISE,
HE COVERED MY
BODY WITH THE
LIGHT TOUCH AND
SOFT AIMING
AT THE SKY,
FOR THAT IS
WHERE THE
EAGLE SOARS
AND FINDS
HER WAY…
AND WHEN
HE SAID GOODBYE
THERE WAS
A SMILE THAT
TOLD ME
HE COULD SEE
RIGHT THROUGH
MY BODY
TO THE SOURCE
OF THE ENERGY
THAT SPEAKS
ONLY IN MY PRIVATE
PLACE,
THERE IS
HOPE
FOR ALL OF US,
IN THAT ONE
MOMENT,
I KNEW
IT WOULD
BE RESOLVED,
THIS COMPLICATED
LIFE
STREWN FORWARD
TO THE
PLACE OF
CLOUDS AND
DREAMS,
I MUST
BELIEVE
AND SO
CONCEIVE
THE LIGHT…

©JW WINSLOW 11/1/18

A Secret Room

secret
IT WAS THE FIRST THING
I SAW,
ARRIVING TO INSPECT
A DOUBTFUL NEW PAD
THE LUCK OF THE DRAW,
‘TWAS WILD TERRITORY,
NOT MY USUAL STOMPING
GROUND
BUT THE TREES THAT
ABOUND
KNOCKED
MY SOX OFF,
AND WHEN I SNUCK
IN TO PEEK AT THIS
OLD HOUSE
THE SURPRISE
WAS A SIGHT
FOR SORE EYES:
A SMALL COOL ROOM
BELOW THE REST
TUCKED AWAY
LIKE A SCAVENGER
VEST,
WITH LIGHTS AND
SHELVES
AND A COOL LITTLE DESK,
WHILE IN THE CORNER
BEHIND A DOOR
WAS A BRAND NEW
TOILET
TO EVEN THE SCORE,
SOMEBODY PLANNED
THIS SWEET SECRET
ROOM
A PLACE FOR
A SOUL
TO GATHER
AND BLOOM,
BUT MOST OF
ALL TO HIDE AWAY
AND GET SOME
PEACE FROM
THE WORDLY FRAY,
WHILE ALL THE
MEN THAT VISIT ME
EXPRESS THEIR
WISH TO LIVE
HIGH AND FREE
I HAVE KEPT IT
OPEN FOR MY
ART, AND SEE
THIS SWEET QUIET
PLACE QUITE
RECLUSIVELY,

BUT NOW COMES
THE TIME
TO SHARE MY
MOST PRIME
AND PRIVATE SPOT
WITH A MAN
WHO IS MOVING
AND CHANGING
A LOT,
HE IS MY BROTHER
MY FRIEND
AS NO OTHER
AND SOON TO
DISCOVER THE JOY
OF BEING HIS OWN
SMART WANDERING BOY
BRINGING THE BUDDHA,
A TWO WHEELED BLAST
THAT HE RIDES BY THE SEA
IN THE PALE OVERCAST
EMBRACING THE WAVES
HE HAS MISSED FOR SO LONG
NOW IS A CHANCE TO
CHANGE
REARRANGE
THE PATH FROM HIS CAVES
AND FIND A SWEET PEACE
WHERE THE MIND
STOPS AND SAVES,
HE’S LEAVING
THE PAST
AND ALL THAT BEHIND
A JOURNEY TOWARD
NEW THINGS
EMBRACING
MANKIND,
PACKING IT UP
SORTING
RESORTING
TO A GOOD
SLASH AND BURN
IT’S THE TRIP OF
A LIFETIME,
WITHOUT A RETURN,
THE CHANCE TO
BREAK OUT
TO BE WHO YOU ARE
TRAVELING SURE
WITH THE MOON
AND THE STARS,
SO I WELCOME
HIM HOME
AND OPEN THE DOORS
FOR A WONDERFUL
LANDING
NEVER WITHSTANDING
THOSE TIDAL BLUE
DREAMS,
NOTHING IS EVER
QUITE LIKE IT SEEMS!

©JW WINSLOW 10/1/18

9/27/18 – Peter Hiller

Peter Hiller

Comcast Channel 27
AT&T Channel 99

Peter Hiller
San Francisco and Beyond –
The Life and Times of Jo Mora