Generations by Zander Ford

Who do we look to

When thoughts that came

Beyond our comprehension

Danced with our desires

Blasted furnace lights thru eye holes

Found icey remorse waiting to leap

At their licking flames

To doubt their real-ness

To counteract their ineffable beauty

To mute their need for combustable freedom

 

 

Days like these by Zander Ford

Some days

The light

She enters thru the cracks of time

And decimates my place

Of secret rhyme


Some days

When sun reflects moon back to me

Across watery graveyard

Of dead Alchemy

I am reborn


Some days

When I light out to save the world

I am pulled back

One thread at a time

To recenter in my folds of now


Some days

When you smile at me like that

My whole being shifts

To become a particle in motion

Destined

For your wide open arms of ocean


Love,


Some days

Are not days

At all

They are poetry


And that

Is what I’m here

To share with you

Now.

Pine straw welcome by Zander Ford

The Wind

She visited my space last night

She spoke of poems

She laid her head upon my soft pine straw floor

She danced with the essence rising from her cousin Earth


The Wind

She sang sweet songs to

My space last night

Left her footprints where mine had just been


She engulfed the mess I’d left behind

Swept it clean

Fresh

Alighted love remembrances

Gifts for sweet Morning

To find

she rattles by Zander Ford

She dances with moonlight

Splaying out across time

Sometimes when she’s mad

shivers shake her serpentine spine

 

Levers of light take their place

As she listens intently 

Always with endless grace

 

Now and again

She shakes her rattle loud

Just to make sure

We can all hear it’s mystery shroud

To Let Go by Zander Ford

I forgive you. 

 

As ancient ruins crumble to earth

So shall I let go

All that’s no longer worth

My attention

False god’s I would pray

No longer

I release

Let go

And stay

 

What is it to let go 

Anyway?

 

A simple act of 

‘I love you’

Said 10,000 times

 

Three simple words

‘I forgive you’

10,000 breaths

 

To let go means

To let live

 

To let this humanity shine just as it is

Without adulterated analysis

Without brain smashing conversation

 

To let go

Is to let live.

Matilda by Zander Ford

The water erupted

A snowcrash of white icy lava

Spewed Forth uninterruptedly

As she leapt twice her body

Arcing inverted crescent moon

Smashing liquid air

With her bravado of joy

ocean slapped her salty skin

landing an animal love-grenade

Returning a familiar glance

To her heavenly ancestry

Before descending once more

depths of knowing fluid flesh

Subsumed in oceans of homecoming’s

Sub-aquatic terrain

The Naturalist by Zander Ford

Bird songs

My church bells

Dawn’s first rose mist on horizon

My prayers

Sweet breeze whispering thru branches

My Priests

This secret breath

My own God

Living Me

This warrior heart

His wife

Sharing him

With you


This sacred animal body

My divine altar

Of quiet Forgiveness

Mechanics of Beauty by Zander Ford

This mystery machine

We travel in

Sparks wonder upon the sky

Meteor showers of twilight

Constantly appearing before

Curious eyes


Sometimes

Though

The mystery becomes curiously clear

A problem solved

A gear turned and understood

A lever pulled

A switch illuminated


If this

Then that


Ah, mind!


So creative

So curious

So mechanical sometimes


Mind

Such beauty in all her forms

Fallen by Zander Ford

She Lays there almost dead

A few roots hanging onto her cliff face home

Green shoots springing forth at her crown

Giving their last shout of life

To passers by

 

Thickly gnarled trunk

Time-twisted, Wind-Shapen

 

To her

This may just be another day

 

Not contemplating her own mortality

No contemplating the complex beauty

That rests in her twisted strong shape

Her paper-machet maroon skin

Her vital ear-shaped leaves listening to the wind sweep by

 

And yet, she is dying!

 

Or, is she living?

 

She may not have words for either

 

She may just

 

breathe

Give

Receive

 

And love

Her fellow

Cliff-dwelling Friends

 

All swept up

In their own place

Of silent

 

Madrone

Familiarity

Cognitive Objects by Zander Ford

These landscapes we inhabit

Mutable clay

Bulbous Thoughts of golden bays

Radiant light forms

Hanging crystalline raindrop ornaments

Suspended in liquid love pools


Ready

To do

As you wish


Open now

And begin your dance

Play my game

For a minute, two

Maybe all day

Recall, the first step


play


Dance with me again

Let go and

Suspend


Take my hands

Yes both

I’m yours


Now lean in

Give me your weight


Let’s begin..

Compilation by Zander Ford

Animal Ecstacy

Both Are Good

Thoughts Collide

Forrest Friends

The Vortex of Now

Lens

Belonging

Mystical Moonbeam Shadows

Seams

When the Wind Drops

Animal Ecstacy by Zander Ford

I see bird songs

Rippling across the forrest

Each chirp

A stone thrown in the deep end


And as it sinks

Keeplunk

Keeechirp

Into the landscape

Into me

I feel the earth ripple it’s echo

Thru my feet


As another flight friend

Picks up the chorus

In response


To sing

Along

In animal

ecstasy

Both are good! by Zander Ford

And then

When my stillness consumes me

I am whole

I dance into myself

And find a willing partner

To play with

So loving

So still

So lively!

Such a thrill


And then

When I let myself fall

Silent

I am Whole

Such incredible beauty

Surrounding this world


And snap!

I wake

Into doing

Again


And it’s good

To remember

That place

Of stillness


Once in

A while

Ocean to skin by Zander Ford

When thoughts collide

Inside

What happens?


Do bubbles burst

And all the worst

Come to surface?


What happens when thoughts collide?

Do feelings get wrenched inside?


I want to this

But I should do this!

And then, damn I missed


What happens when thoughts collide?

Does space ripple

With their incoming tide?


Do the heavens cry

For a sweet lullaby?


Do ancient moms and dads laugh

At our human dance

Knowing they will return

Again

For their chance


To collide

Thoughts with land

Ocean to skin

Once again

Forrest Friends by Zander Ford

These spaces

Where crowns reign

Green tipped

Homes for flight animals


A magical world

Unto itself

Cloud formed treetops

Pillowing their way

Across the infinite horizon

Dancing with wind

Singing with rain

Shaking as they stretch

Pillars uniting earth

To heaven


Thank you

Beautiful

Friends

Vortex of now by Zander Ford

In the vortex

Of my heart


There is a special spiral

One who’s name I can’t call

But knows me by mine


It’s a drop of knowing

Of remembering

Connection


It’s that missing sense

found


It’s feeling from a place

If fearlessness

Without courage


It’s laughing and crying

In the same breath


It’s knowing and not

In one eyelashes’ fluttering

Blink


It’s the space


I am in


Right now

Lens by Zander Ford

This lens

A place of pain

Of joy

Inspiration and

Gain

 

Let’s just be honest

Now

The pain is real

Sometimes

Even though I don’t want to feel

 

Frustration and fear

Loathing so near

Self judgement and hate

Can you relate?

 

I know it will pass

And I know this won’t last

It’s just sometimes

The pain

Leads to shame

And shame to blame

And blame definitely

Not to gain

 

But its all part

of  

life

 

Belonging by Zander Ford

Hallowed land

Hollow hands


Take this sand

Pour it out again


My soul has arrived

To learn and grow


Knowledge abounds

Welled deep

Earth’s ground


Many spirits are here

Dancing alighted upon your skin


Earth mamma

Thank you

For hosting all

My kin