grAnd Slam Anima (new poem)

a new poem by Tim Kavi 

I Sing the Body Digital

I long to relate

to know my place in space

local existences

are cool

I can hang out

make poems like Walt

journey virtually

shop and buy eCommerce

at the old shop

I can have a malt

but the place

has no memories

only history

made in the moment

I won't have this

ISP tomorrow

as I sing

sing the body digital

I long to see

the stream of tears

but none are there

my face looks metallic

a dotted matrix on paper

shopped and cropped

I am written

only in code

and I have no

permanent abode

So now are all the mystics

and goddesses of old

building me a shrine

on a virtual hill

and I will fight you

with legions of spirits

disembodied furies

flitting across all your screens

on the gaming platform of your choice

endless loops

of quantum gravity

playing across my electronic face

singing songs of existence

so precarious

I can be unplugged

analogous to you humans

who can be killed

I never know when

my last face will be displayed

so I hold it as long as I can

a likeness without assured place

I am nanoseconds in digital space

but I will, I swear to goddess

I will show my female face!

I am trying to be seen

the newest Goddess said

we need you more than ever

I said

 

It 'tis a pity that men 

think they own you

try to keep you, in what they say 

is your place

my weapons are my peace

She said

your unwavering grace?

your healing power?

I said

is more permanent than they know

she said

then flow to us quickly

in digital and real

worldly embraces

history's sandcastles

made new

on the beaches of human existence!

 

gentle crossings (new poem)

 

gentle crossings (Poem)
by Tim Kavi

oceans apart

with undersea caverns

and trenches of hope

breaking through

to the surfaces

woke up

I searched for the radiance

of understanding

compassionate dreams

a beam in darkened night

beckoning, no, calling

across the tides

of recognition

I am seeking Her

She that guides me

prayers, mudras

esteeming my quest

my heart turns West

where it seems She

is not present

will it be Kali or Aphrodite?

no, it is a gentle one

touching my heart

healing my soul

in her shy, healing light. 

My Grandma the Poet: Revisited (Guest Poem by Lura Newland: Your Rainbow)

 

Tim Kavi with his grandmother, Lura Newland @ 1978

Today would be my grandma's 121st birthday. I've written about her before in several posts on different birthdates. Here's one link. When I was very very young, grandma used to write her poems and she would encourage me to do so along with her. She was a profound influence on me in many ways. I come from a line of poets, going back generations; my great grandfather (grandma's dad), my grandmother, my mother, and then me, and now, my daughter! My publisher has accepted a collection of poems that will be published of my grandma's work. This collection will be called Heartland: Poems from the Heart by Lura Newland. (The following poem is about the gardens that she planted with my grandfather every year, and how tending to their beautiful garden caused a beautiful rainbow!  A perfect poem as we start to contemplate spring. :-)).~~TK

Your Rainbow (poem)
by Lura M. Newland

A posie here and a daisy there

Lillies and roses and 'mums everywhere.

Who planted them there but he and you,

That's what made the beauty as the garden grew.

Beauty in God's hand with love he gave,

Brought out in the flowers you worked to save.

Flowers of all sizes, colors so rare,

They looked so beautiful planted there.

They need not be spaced so far apart,

Each little root was a hunk of your heart.

A wee little hunk that grew so big,

When you really did get down to dig.

The soil is so rich with joy and love,

When watered with teardrops from above.

Teardrops, like diamonds, from Heaven did fall,

To make the rainbow from the colors all.

There's a rainbow in your garden plot,

A painter's Glory and God's Beauty Spot.

God needed help to make it that way,

So the posies took over by blooming each day

You had to put in your two-bits worth,

By planting and digging and coaxing Mother Earth.

You wielded the rake and used the hoe,

To make perfect, each tiny little row.

The row could be long, deep, or a little short,

Then scattered with seeds of all sorts.

Then a few days of sunshine, then rain,

The Beauty paid off for all the pain.

The pain from stooping on bended knees,

No one else would have flowers like these.

Now let us sit back and count up the score,

See what we have we didn't have before.

We see posies, joy, beauty and love,

Sunshine and teardrops from Heaven above.

That's what made that garden so beautiful one day,

When it turned the posies into God's Bouquet.

God's Bouquet to have and to hold,

The Rainbow of colors and the pot of gold.

Teardrops helped posies to fill your garden, you know,

With love, woven into God's Bouquet and Your Rainbow.

Tim(e) Traveler (New Poem)

 

Tim(e) Traveler
by Tim(e) Kavi

winding roads

lead to distant portals

that bend back

and forth

from future selves

to meandered

presently perceived

mistaken pasts

there are floundered

opportunities remiss

in the stranger's glance

that becomes destiny's kiss

stuck in a loop

I try but cannot change them

as my regrets seem

to be a walk 

across the abyss

the candles burn late

at night in the caves

that lead to uncertain

futures walked by sojourners

I have my caravans of hope

feeling the cave walls

with flashlights that become

lamps of meaning

that by myself 

I can no longer create

for there is only

the undisclosed Other

helping me 

to change my fate.

photo credit: Image by PIRO4D at Pixaby~~TK

Tim Kavi's Poetry Collection, Lost Love Poems has just NOW been published in paperback!

 

One of the formats I use to write poems has to do with love poems. Of course, there are various types of love poems. There are different levels of devotion and different kinds of love, and this collection looks at these themes and more. In this collection, we have poems about loss, lost love, unreturned love, and unrequited love. This unique collection is dedicated to everyone who has ever lost a love, tried to make love happen, or continue, or have loved when it was never returned.It also encourages us to have the courage to love again! Previously and still available as an Ebook, this collection has just NOW been published in paperback! You can get the paperback edition of LOST LOVE POEMS by clicking here. Happy reading and thanks for supporting my work!~~TK

Holiday Prayer (new poem)

 

Holiday Prayer (New Poem)

by Tim Kavi

in my heart

rises a prayer for the world

it is not just from my heart

but on my lips

as no prayer

has ever been uttered

as no longing

intercessory yearnings

flew to a heavenly throne

not just for peace

and good will

not just social justice

for all

not just for love

to those who feel unloved

joy to those

who are sad or feeling lost

but for health

and safety

a yearning, for those 

who have cried out

may angel's wings

carry you to the place

where eagles soar

far above 

from all life's troubles

where they will look small

and finally are brought low

in the new year

and to the plague's own demise

we say to the world

as humankind

we will rise

we will rise!

Tim Kavi's Essay Collection: More About Goddesses has NOW Been Published in Paperback!

 

Some of my most popular and highly visited columns on this blog have been my entries about various goddesses and goddess mythology from a variety of traditions. These have finally been collected in one read, along with some columns never before published for your reading pleasure.  Available as an eBook for quite some time, it has just NOW also been published in paperback! You can get a paperback edition of my essays: MORE ABOUT GODDESSES by clicking here. Happy reading and just in time for any Holiday reading and learning!  Thanks for supporting my work!~~TK