obsessions connections
by Tim Kavi
twisted wires
speak messages
to anonymous users
licensed
to fictional selves
twisting and turning
across the world
spreading messages
of love and hope
will the real
be known and found
or is it Plato's cave
magnified?
sometimes freedom
is just obtaining
an unrestricted IP address
and other times
it is the ability to speak freely
on the street
but there is always
a turning to a knowing
where even
in a Wintry morning
I am found
in the Yous across
the world.
Poet's Afterwords: Another poem of protest by Tim Kavi
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Saturday, September 14, 2013
In the Dark, Your Light (New Poem)
In the Dark, Your Light
by Tim Kavi
sometimes
I might find you
looking back at me
when I think you did not see
me smiling
at the goddess inside you
projecting outward
as the light of the world
for She is just the woman
inside of you
smiling
caring for babies
healing the sick
caring for everyone
every day
lost in the world
there is the darkening
of your image
the vastness of despair
but your light
pierces it in the still
of the world's midnight.
Labels:
dark,
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goddess,
image of the goddess,
light,
the Goddess,
woman,
women
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Bridges of Home (poem)
bridges of home
by Tim Kavi
girders of strength
bring relief to the searching
absent loved ones
want to hurry home
familiar, looking closer
the beams are still strong
every lane leads home
peering closer
decay is evident everywhere
collapse is not imminent
just the wearings of age
home never looked so good
and I will take every bridge gladly
just to be back there
in your arms again
they carry me to all
that I loved and once knew
to the known, the expected,
the life of everyday surprise.
Labels:
family,
family love,
home,
journey,
love
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Across the Seas, Distant Voices Are Heard (The Going Home Poem)
Across the Seas, Distant Voices Are Heard (The Going Home Poem)
by Tim Kavi
Gentle breezes
whispering winds
ruffle my hair
the sounds of distant voices
are the sweetest I've heard
wavering notes
of lives lived out
there is only a glimpse
of history
on that, given my word
that soon
I'll be coming
to see your smiling lips
hug your sweet adorations
glory in the races
that athletes have won
to be ever present
again, not knowing
but always hoping
that back there
we can start over again
where we've already begun
A father glancing over
his children
a soft spoken assurance
of a returned one
from a long journey
echoing sentiment of hope
restless anticipation
is finally
over and done.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
swirling cosmic dust (new poem)
swirling cosmic dust by tim kavi
juking
swirling nebulas
carry memories they cannot tell
exhorting the ancients
amazing those who look
at every turn
there is a majestic
body every where
in space
balanced like any natural
hegemony, ecosystem precarious
tightrope of existence
stretching as far as
one can see
dropping off the distant
horizon like a ship
disappearing in a journey
faster than light
traveling to meet you;
yet never reaching the end
in galactic dust
we are too far apart so far
to find each other
seems almost impossible
where are the other
beasts in this vast expanse?
why are they not yet seen?
do they not yet exist?
too young to know
what we see, or how they play,
yet we know we will
someday meet them
and they will be as different
as we are; night and day
will bring it in history's making
if we do not extort or push out
and ignore our explorers' heart
please let us look up
there upon starry nights
and never lose sight
of the gloried living
organism reflected in
billions of star lights.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
More About Goddesses: Nike, the Greek Goddess of Victory
by Tim Kavi
This goddess may be
referred to as the winged goddess Victory or Nike in the Greek tradition, or as
Victoria in Roman legends. She personifies victory, speed and strength and acts
as one of the dominant deities of the panthenon. Victory is also commonly shown
as the goddess which oversees battle or peaceful competition. She is commonly
shown on Greek coins and artwork that often depicts her with her hand
outstretched toward the statue of Athena within the Parthenon. She may be shown
with a palm branch, torch or sash, and will frequently wear golden sandals.
In most cases she is
depicted with wings and as a close companion to Zeus and Athena. Her wings are
typically considered to be those of a swan, though some depictions also show her
with eagle wings as Victory was known to tend to eagles. In some cases she is
shown with a staff, wreath of victory or riding in her chariot. Nike has no
spouse or children. She is always depicted as being quite fit, and tends to be
noted for her skills as a charioteer, and swiftness when in flight or running.
In some cases she is considered to help with courting, love or childbirth.
Nike was born of Styx
and the titan Pallas, though some legends refer to her father as Ares, the God
of War. She is the sister of Zelus, Bia and Kratos which represent, zeal, force
and strength respectively. Legend has it that Styx brought Nike to Zeus when
Zeus was calling for allies to fight in the Titan War, in spite of the fact
that Nike was in fact half Titan. She is most commonly depicted as
participating in the battle of Titanomachy.
During this battle
Victory flew across the battlefields, rewarding any responsible for victory
with fame and glory. This is also considered to be her weakness as Nike is
rather inconsistent about awarding victory to those who worship her. She was
appointed to be the charioteer with her siblings acting as sentinels by the
throne of the gods. Aside from such legends, Victory does not have much
mythology to call her own.
Sites of Worship and Statues
One of the most
well-known statues of Nike was located on the island of Aegean in Greece. This
statue is known as Nike of Samothrace, which is now held in the Louvre in
Paris. She is also shown many times in the Acropolis in Athens. While the
Parthenon in this area is dedicated to Athena who provides skill and wisdom
during war, there are many references to Nike here as these goddesses are
considered to be close friends. Nike is considered to preside over the temple
of the acropolis in Megara.
Victory’s Role Today
Victory or Nike is
often depicted on logos and awards including Nike, Inc., the Victory Metal from
World War II and the Rolls-Royce logo. But perhaps she is most important to
women. She represents a strong female character that ever faithful to her friends, who was both capable of standing alongside her counterparts and rewarding their
actions which she finds favorable.
This essay (along with others) is included in my latest essay collection: More About Goddesses! (which you can purchase in the left margin of this blog!)`--TK
This essay (along with others) is included in my latest essay collection: More About Goddesses! (which you can purchase in the left margin of this blog!)`--TK
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Jungles of Love (New Poem)
Jungles of Love
by Tim Kavi
Jungles of Love
burning fire
on my lips
utterances of urgency
I know not what I am saying
my clothes
are torn
all is madness
in the gathering clouds
a storm is coming
death rides it
a horse
of war and pestilence
human made
or not
my stomach
has consumed
an unsweet arsenic roll
ecstatic trances
I have forgotten
the romances
with all this world
has to offer
I starve except
waiting for you
there is no word
except this
turn the ground
break it up
plow the seeds of love
and be not late
for it is planting time
in the fields of the world
break up your heart's
fallow ground
who am I?
no one
but everyone
who fears love has been
lost to the world
someone with a voice
who longs for love
to grow again
into a great garden
into a mighty forest
further along it's river
basins, to become
a jungle again
overpowering
overgrowth of human
and agape love
melting
flowing
back from the gardens
feeding the world
so how can I be silent?
oh but to only humbly speak
you dislike me?
I am become unpopular?
Laughing
I look into your face
and say I care not
a just love
lights my face
if you care only for money
or even for bread
there is yet a richness
a food of plenty
that ignores you
and my skeletal body
adores
only to be an instrument
of love
no more thundering voice
only for a just cause
the gardens of love
growing again in the world
please tell me
you will do your part
lest I die
of a broken heart.
Photo Credit: Parrots Jungle Love by Drinka Mercep
Photo Credit: Parrots Jungle Love by Drinka Mercep
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