Gracias Las Abejas

Gracias las abejas
You fly between the Springs remembering to attend to the precious things
A feral moment not
                    claimed or taxed
A winter's glove to hide inside
A song to sing for the Queen
You bless with works
                     within the hive
You are a corona to the
continuation of life and time
Besame abeja, y gracias
A drink to you and the vine
The Creator's mensajes
dispel a random harvest
We are one in the sublime.

Felipe En Rosarito

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Accidental Miracle, for Joanna

Upon the sand that slips
                      through the glass
That gets blown by the wind
Upon the rock of hardness
                    the heaviest mass
Upon the dust where
                               we all begin
Upon the glass that lays
                a jagged way unsafe
It is here, where most likely
We can mend by the wisdom
and grace of the
                   accidental miracle

For the Presumed Sins of Alger Hiss

 

 For the presumed sins of Alger Hiss

Edward Dmytryk gave the “House on Un-American Activities Committee” a laundry list

of workingman’s Hollywood: intelligencia, socialists, communists

 

Dmytryk had decided it wasn’t fair to watch

his film making career being ripped from him

No Gentleman Jim

 

His reasoning, he insists, is that by the communists

Dmytryk had been

tricked, bamboozled, hoodwinked, duped

 

That isn’t really how he thinks…

 

Though they were his friends and colleagues

perhaps some were communists,

(which is perfectly okay to be,

according to our country’s liberties)

 

and most definetly there were some hapless

working class consciousness Hollywood bystanders, too,

got cooked in the soup

 

To get his career back, he was the only one

of the Hollywood Ten to sink as miserably low

as Elia Kazan stooped

 

 

He would go on to restore

his Hollywood glories

Though it would cost many

 

He insisted that the case of Alger Hiss

Who was accused of being a spy for the Soviets

Was what got him to turn so many in

 

to the committee for Hiss’ presumed sins,

but Alger Hiss maintained his innocence until he died

an old man in his 90s

 

Dmytryk maintained his opulence by making The Caine Mutiny

 

In honor of those harmed by the vicious and unconstitutional

McCarthy witch hunt, in general

Let's unite to defend, with words and deeds,

 

Your right and mine to be a communist

Or any other thing to be

Except a fascist, sadist, disaster capitalist

 

or a friendly witness like Edward Dmytryk

 

 

Sacrament & Sacrifice

I carry, I find

I bleed, I cry

I hold, I cope

My eyes are open 

Groping for the rope

Climbed to the top, 

I stoop to taste

            the living sacrament

of birth, of death

The dirt still wet

from my years

           and what they meant

Jesus' Rebellion

Jesus didn't know the
the feeling of rejection
That was an invention
soon after Jerusalem's
      first 1st century fall
It was started by Paul

Jesus didn't know anything
                        but affection
He had the protection
       of his people at the wall
                laying down palms

Jesus didn't know that in
2000 years, lies about him would cause division
Between people's                convictions
      a catastrophic collision
He came with a sword 

                                    so tall

Jesus came to rescue from
complacency's damnation
What else do you call
"Give unto Rome their coin
      but don't forsake G-d's
                             Rebellion?" 

Say Hello To Eternity

Mary vast ocean

Born of blessed womb,

             of motherly devotion

To hear you in every gust of wind and watch every flame dance by your door

We know wind and spirit are the same things in 

                       the tongue

Hebrew and Maya

I use my little light 

to light the torch 

and bridge the climes 

to heaven like a rope 

bridge past its prime

Hanging heavy laden 

Footsteps inch by inch

Holding out with hope clinging for dear life

You cut the tension 

in the spine's prime of

life with a knife and 

left me with endless strife

The angels honor us 

for not giving up but 

the sin is to not return

to that blessed womb

You always said you didn't

                         fear death

You were there before

Witness to eternity's temple

That is why the Mother

gave you someone to Serve

Who would give birth 

                     again and again 

A truth and love to 

                               depend on

I will sit in silence to hear

your echos in the

    catacombs of my heart

Say hello to eternity

Where you longed to fly

                and never die

Our dance is forever

sanctioned by our Mother

for She brought us together

Amen