Timeless Connections

Portals of Introspection
a reflection of my own face
In her warm sunny eyes
I reach a serene space
Her vision tempts my mind
inspiring thoughts to written word
She holds my heart fixated
alluring me with curious urge
Caressed by her sly gestures
I touch her with my eyes
& with but one kiss I steal
all her alibis

Romancing thoughts I imagine
time we spent together
How it felt to be awed little children
snug in the womb we call forever
Our dreams overlaps
demanding fate draws us home
The Spirit winds of destiny
calling those who roam
Drifting for unknown meaning
our paths converge together
Lucid dreams
veiling night
proof of something better
Wilderness shadows
words of a forgotten letter
Images of
traded memories
go streaming into forever...

I'll wait the signs to come
I'll find my way home


II. Strange Encounter

Wandering drifting stars
thoughts of another place
Far from this one of ours
somewhere in a different space
Somewhere in another time
surviving in some strange city
Visions of her dance in mind
an angel with very pretty
breath-taking eyes
Wet from streaming tears
rivers that she cries
Unseen specters brought us together
bounding us in time
For some reason our circles are forever
mixing her life & mine

A new dawn greets the sky
in Golden morning glory
I bid Night goodbye
another page of
my life story
Jah thanks & praises
another chance we have to try
Irie we embrace
new decisions to decide
Another day in this strange place
one more round of life
Another dream I chase
across the starry night
One more chance to taste
enjoy anything I like
Anything that I wish
thankful for anything I might
The sweet sister I kiss
has heaven in her eyes
Curious how fate
worked her back into my life

The world hesitates
another chance slips on by
Another billion people will be born
another billion people will die
Alive we are thankful
praises for our lives
Happy to be here for another day
one more starry enchanted night

The meeting boughs and implicated leaves
Wove twilight o'er the Poet's path, as led
By love, or dream, or God, or mightier Death,
He sought in Nature's dearest haunt, some bank,
Her cradle, and his sepulchre.

-Percy Bysshe Shelley

III. Seduction of the Innocent

What do I offer to this beautiful girl
who has tasted already
the rose of my world?
She wonders about mysteries
veiled by my eyes
How she might penetrate
my subtle disguise?
She wonders as I entice her
with seductively gentle phrases
My voice uttering
whispered praises
lullabies on the wind
She wonders
when might I see her again
Distanced is she from me
by the stretch
of this incredible land
Another treasured memory
by image held in hand

Eager to explore
her tender childlike ways
Show her a new world
sunrise of a new day
watch the sunset together
embrace the dark of night
& if she were here right now
I would embrace her tight
Show her how I feel
touch her deep inside
The moment our lives
Wanton spirits to her
all my love I send
Before the next moon
I vow to see her again

Twilight Angels
breast to chest
Sharing the same ecstasy
caught in the same breath
Touching sweetly
so deeply
deeper than ever before
her hunger
striking like thunder
until she can take no more

Where'er my footsteps turned,
Her voice was like a hidden bird that sang;
The thought of her was like a flash of light
Or an unseen companionship, a breath
Or fragrance independent of the wind;
Of all my meditations, and in this
Favorite of all, in this most of all.

-William Wordsworth

IV. Candlelight Poems

Here I do my work
in the serene silence of night
Polishing my words
by soft candlelight
when our paths meet
I will greet
your presence with mine own
I hunger to share with you
one single night alone
I see you as a shadow
caressing the film of dark
I dream of you & there you are
fulfillment to a prayer
I gaze into your eyes
stroke the length of your hair
Your heat comfort by my side
mesmerized by what we share
When I see you
I will free you
bring you with me
to dance in the gardens of eternity
Overwhelmed by love
rare expressions of bliss
The miracle of some miracle
a prayer we never wished
We'll touch soon again I feel
even as I write
Though nothing is for certain
I'm just glad to be alive
I wait for you
come to me
so we can both ascend
I will take you
breath by breath
into that realm of heaven
Look in my eyes, love
what is it that you see
Is it the reflection of your own

V. Starcrossed

Something so beautiful
my poems fail to describe
The kind of passion
bonding an angel nymph
& a wandering scribe
Great Spirit watches
over us
our grand trip through this life
Though sometimes we fail
our trust
at least we get to try

The mystical alchemy of creation
instant manifestation
co-creative powers with God
but very true
all my secrets I give to you

I miss you lover
more than I'll let you know
I seem to think of you Starchild
wherever it is I go
My hunger
my spirit
awaits to discover
Passion in your arms
mysterious lover
I want the comfort of you
sleeping by me
when I awaken
from my souls journey
I feel your body
your heat close to mine
Melting the winter chill
our bodies entwined
Time to touch
our souls to bond
While our bodies rest
& our souls are gone

Come to me worded roses
silent whispers from my script
A little secret
for your ear
a gift
from trembling lips
Peer deep into my eyes
so we each may memorize
one another
mirror lover
I feel your passions
your breath with mine
& in your presence
I know I will find

Reality is what has been
concealed from us
for so long
birth sex death
we're alive when we laugh
when we can feel the
rush & spurt of blood


Distant Wanderings

Risking it all
won't waste any more time
Abandoning The East Coast
corporate 9 to 5
No more sellout to white slavery
the new summer would bring
A renewance of bravery
a whole different dream

Searching lost mindless
on California Beaches
Looking out across even
where the horizon reaches
Beyond imagination
questioning temptation
a longing for something more
Found in a strange journey
a beautiful dream
I willingly explore

Dreamt of you
Redwood trees
Sending prayers to you
on thin moonlight beams
that somehow reach the forest floor
Thoughts out to you
for our dream
to the Everything
Glad for a chance
to sleep with you once more

II. Restless Nights

Watching from above
your eyes closed by love
in experiences that we share
Moments of silence
playful acts of defiance
alluring me to your lair

Passionate kisses
taunting wishes
whispered between quick breaths
Again we are together
again it feels like forever
loving you is always best

Into the Silence
Angels of science
souls become transformed
like the fiery phoenix
I feel reborn

The reflection of perfection
that bonds our inner being
Twisting our lives
intermingling our dreams
Leads us on the run
to do the things we do
Anything for freedom
a choice we had to choose...

Fat Duck on the Mount

A pastel
evening sunset
romancing thoughts of you
The Tetons
parted the velvet night
pink clouds
fading blue
Considering my goals
& options
dwarfed by callous Moon
I send up
a quick winter prayer
& then jog
back to my room
Invading arctic winds
2 ft. of fresh
through night
Sleeping Indian
in a fresh morning
of white
the 7:12 bus
to the 8:30 tram
Meet my Posse
on the Mount
& have more fun
than I can stand

The Nation's Capital

Memories of June
Summer of 92
The Dead
another show with you
Bumper to bumper
through crowded streets
the Family together again
A circle of drums
reverberate ancient beats
to wanderers following
wandering winds

Another Great day
for another Miracle show
& we were psyched
to be there
even though traffic
was kind of slow
Another day working
selling beer from the shade
The girls would do hairwraps
while I look for weight

Miracles on the the lot
always in perfect time
Enough money
to get to the next show
work a ticket & get inside
Always feel blessed
to be at another show
To experience The Dead
life on the road
A wandering band of Gypsies
living a miracle everyday
Leading a different life
living a different way

I raise the Chillum for blessing
reaching to the sky
Thank you Creator for my being
thank you for my life
Taking this opportunity
to send a little love
To let you know your the One
I've been thinking of
May I walk in harmony Father
balance in all my steps
May I spread light all my years
pass this dream with no regrets
May I share something special
deeper than my words
May I leave my life as my blessing
not just things I've heard

Another circuit of shows
another stub for the collection
Another place I'll want to go
another place we'll have to session
For the Family that I know
posse where we meet
Phil Zone Speaker Height
another memory we'll have to greet
4:20 Intermission
another drumzpace
One More Saturday Night
another show we'll have to grace

Cut Your Job
Grow Your Hair

-Summer Tour Sticker

II. Photograph

The picture I took of you
there with the monuments & me-
together for another show
June 19
Washington D.C.
What might the experience
of this day hold
Your frame bent in casual pose
hair casting glints of metallic gold
soft in subtle streaks
A Star-fragmented sky
moon juxtaposed
highlights the shape
of Washington's peak

Who are the Dead
& why do they
keep following me?

III. Drumspace

Almost impossible for me
to describe
the feelings that I've helt
as Mickey & Billy
drum up something
unheard but surely felt
Mad sound technicians
conjuring some subtle beast
with beat of calling drums
Pounding on synthesizers
until something is released
they know exactly how it's done
The ecstatic height
of beating tomes
a monster of sound comes to life
Moves through the crowd
in subtle moans
slithering about inside

Jerry touched in darkness
fidgets mini-controls
knobs too small to see
Steps on a few pedals
strums a few strings
turns to face Bobby
Bobby straps the acoustic
checking it for sound
tightens a few strings
Phil straddles his Bass
Vinny his keys
& then
the lights go down over everything

It is our hope that this evening
there will be an opening and free interchange,
so that something new may emerge.
Let the barriers fall, let there be merging.

-Don Hamrick

Magick Mystery

The Dead create magic
from strange instruments of sound
absorbing us in what they do
Taking us places
where Strange spirits abound
giving us a different view

The Spirit of Music
steals people away
no words can describe
I touched it that day
in a strange way
becoming one with its life
Each experience
has a different feel
life is lax on the road
Each experience seems so unreal
each date
a different show

Adventures I've lived
too strange to believe
too crazy to ever be told
Blessed are those who've shared
the experiences I've lived
knowing the feeling that I hold

This family embodies
the essence
of an all powerful spirit
that was born in the Bay Area
in the sixties
-a sense of camaraderie,
of hope for
a more idealistic world

-Bill Graham

Fond Recollections

Thoughts of you again
recalling how it once had been
waking in cold sweat
Another poem I write to say
I really have no regret
Sometimes when I think of you
I can't help
but wear a smile
So I spend a moment
of thought with you
every once in awhile...

Pushes transform mingled breaths
stealing this moment
another gift
from the myth
of time
Somehow in each others presence
we always seem to find
pleasant dreams
to intertwine
the twisting fate
of your life
& mine
We're learning
to trust each other
in hopes
we can rediscover
what it is that bounds us
one to another
two lovers
across the space of time
& here we embrace
face to face
learning to mold
into place
with each other's lives

Hand me down dreams
the healing of broken lives
Remember things I would say
how I would describe
with charming words
& you would smile
as though you heard
exactly what your heart desired
Enchanting phrases
simple praises
from me to you

Driving out to Rainier
the sign said
10 miles
I said,
"Remember I promised."
She laughs in quiet smile

II. Song of Secrets

Shy response
silent thoughts
watching what you say
Alone you speak to me
a different way
Teasing Me
Pleasing me

Enjoying this
o so Sacred space
a blissful taste
of Ecstasy
Between you & me
Between you & me

Snuggled under satin sheets
Holding you till you fell asleep
Soul to Soul
Soul to Soul


I walk these pathways of time
always trying to find
A place I can call my own
some place that feels like home
Lost are we on our journey
through this mystic realm
Our lives
a soap opera dream
a far-fetched film
Intense our wandering probes
search for higher spaces
Recognition with familiar
yet odd
moments & passing faces
Eyes embraced
myriad of times
helping to mark my changes
& here we share this lifetime
passing by
knowing we're more than strangers

Friends from a different time
with old promises
to meet
in the heat
of each other's lives
Reminds us all
of the Grander Scheme
of this most amazing
wondrous dream
Each moment changes
just because we pass through
Thankful always I am
For moments I share with you...

For Those That Walk the Light

Bridge across Forever
strange things I've come to know
Cruising around this weird dream
the sun casting shadows
on lonely souls
Unsure sometimes
why realities intertwine
Your life somehow
keeps crossing the dream of mine
Moments of coincidence
one can only try to deny
The grander scheme of creation
starting to come to life

Nephilim of Eden
Stories of lost paradise
banishment from the Kingdom
Something doesn't
connect at all
the rise & fall
of man
& how it all began
Somehow we got lost
in separation
reaching back
in desperation
to what eludes us even now
Beneath it all one story
The Gods, The Angels
Heavenly Glory
Myths of how it all began
The birth of man
Eve & Adam
the consequence of events
that all seem random


A reminder this moment with you
Another journey
we voyage through
Passing the trials
of life again
Having grasped
the hidden secret of dreams
I've tapped the mind of He
that created the Everything
& now
things can never be the same

Maybe now
you remember
As do I.
The memory fills me
With forgotten longing,
Banished tears
Raining down
My weary, worldly face.


II. Keepers of the Dream

When I awake I decide
Which road I take
which way I ride
Always makes me wonder
how we ever came to be
But no matter how much I ponder
I'm unable to fathom

Curious about little things
why it seemed
like a stupid dream
Wondering about it everyday
made me see it
a different way
The words I speak
empower my will
emulating what I say
Focused with desire & intent
to create
for what I pray

Thankful to the Sun
for kisses from above
For touching me kindly
with gentle warmth & love
Every day reminding me
of the place that I am from
Vacationing here with you love
beneath Grandfather Sun

Although we have long perceived
Ourselves to be far from home.
We were never alone,
Or separate or lost.
We never left the lap of God.
We are home right now.


III. Moonwater

Patterns of Geese
on southern flight
Clamoring through
a frozen night
Here I am
in Jackson Hole
Chasing the whimsies
of my wandering soul
I reflect on what brought me
to this mystical place
How I was yearning
for just a taste
of freedom
some quiet land
So I traveled forth
without a plan
Faith complete
in Great Spirit's will
Seizing each moment
& how it feels

The Spirit manifests itself
to a seer,
especially to a nagual,
at every turn.
this is not the entire truth.
The entire truth is that
the Spirit reveals itself to everyone
with the same intensity and consistency,
but only seers, and naguals in particular,
are attuned to such revelations.

-Don Juan

IV. Featherwinds

come with me
where dreams
fade with the coming night
like foggy fresh morning dew
by early morning light
Presences always felt
the force of watchful eyes
this Ancient Pyramid city
is power hidden
in disguise
tattered remnants
glyphs abound
artfully carved stone gates
the Gate of the Sun
surrounding vista lakes

Alone in ceremony
the sun calmly tops the hill
The wind
comes to see what I've done
her movement disrupts the still
My words I utter as offering
to the Guardian of this ruin
Though humanity wouldn't understand
Spirit knows
what I am doing
Closing my eyes
penetrates my skin
& then a whispering breeze
strokings of the wind
How do I describe
the way that I felt
No words could capture
the wind I helt

Our tryst forever
recorded by the Stars
Our dance together
in moments that were ours
Fragrance so pleasing
a breath of Sacred wind
One night of forever
while the Earth slowly spin
Through the starblazen glory
of a glittering crystal sky
Moving in slow circles
across a sleepy night
Families of universes
go gently passing by
with morning light

He said that the average man,
incapable of finding
the energy
to perceive beyond
his daily limits,
called the realm
of extraordinary-perception
sorcery, witchcraft,
or the work of the devil,
and shied away from it
without examining it further.

-Don Juan

V. Great Mystery

Our life
awaken the Spirit
who formed creation in every disguise

the need to experience
created the power of the first
orgasm of energy across infinite skies

This universe we've come to grace
Great Mystery

For not only do I ride and glide
Upon undulating starwaves,
I merge into them as well.
I am the planets.
I am the stars.
Radiating, pulsating,
Worlds within worlds.