I AM LEAVING WORDPRESS

This is it
I am leaving wordpress after 5 years of poetry

It has been wonderful
But enough is enough

If you want to stay in touch and follow my poetry
You can find me on substack
https://kavijezziehockaday.substack.com

My subscription will run until the end of this month and then expire.

Thank you so much for following me, liking my poems and paying some attention.
The poetry is not stopping, only my chosen and preferred platform.
I still do all my poetry free and substack is no different.

So if you fancy continuing the journey jump on.
Otherwise be well and be blessed.

Kavi Jezzie Hockaday

FALL INTO SKY NATURE

The tangled web we weave
Entangling ourselves and each other
In the stickiness
Like a glue that wants to harden
And solidify into something fixed

All this entangling must come undone
Sometimes in one fell swoop
Often as a gradual erosion

The inherited and conditioned patterns
Woven into us unconsciously
Parents, religion, morality
All the ancestral wounds
Playing themselves out in each of us

All this must cease being the driver
Of our urges, our habits and our addictions

This is a call to become naked and innocent
To fall into the unknowing-ness prior to personality

It is no small call, not for the feint of heart
It is a warriors challenge, for it takes great courage
To take everything off
To remove the veils
To open Pandora’s box
To meet the ghosts
To face any and all demons
Not from a place of war
But from the deepest peace and openness
As the sky accepts the tumult of the storm.

Image by Brigipix from Pixabay

AN INFINITE ECSTATIC SORROW

As I ran in the silence of the early dawn
Held by the emptiness of mournful piano

An infinite sorrow came upon me
Causeless and peaceful
It was without limit
Soft and almost imperceptible
And inside it
Was a kind of exquisite ecstasy

None of this needed any explanation or inquiry
No holding on to it
As though it were life itself
The air, consciousness, love

I was there, in eternity,
As eternity, a moment in time
A witness and a drop in the ocean
I may never recover
Neither would I want to.

BAD NEWS – GOOD NEWS

There is bad news
Despite all your efforts
Everything is still out of control
And you are falling through eternity
Without knowing how or why you are here

There is good news
It is all ok
It always was, always is and always will be
And the more you can accept
Your lack of control
The more you can bear the bad news

Surrender of personal ego
To the inevitable
Does not diminish one’s sovereignty
In fact it affirms it.

Photo by maxime niyomwungeri on Unsplash

FLICKERS OF LIGHT

Friend, why not fly through the clouds
Into the firmament
Up, beyond the pull of gravity,
The gravity that holds us here
But pins us down
Out, through the outer layers
Of whatever field of energy
Allows the multitude of life to exist
On this blue ball of uniqueness

Into the dark and empty fullness of space

The first astronauts who ventured out into the darkness
Developed such a respect and love when they looked at home,
Alone and tiny in the great scheme of things
Vulnerable and miraculous in the eternal wheel

Why do we forget so easily
And become entangled in our pettiness
In our gripes and righteous complaints
In our arguments and wars

Remembering is such sweet humility
We are but flickers of light
That pass through the dark sky
Remember, remember, remember.

Image by Arek Socha from Pixabay

NEW WORDPRESS BLOCK EDITOR – NO

I wanted to post a new poem here today and discovered the new wordpress block editor format. I used it and I loathed it. I was like a monkey bashing around on a computer.

This afternoon I discovered the ‘classic editor,’ and I hope they continue to offer the choice. If I am forced to use the new block editor for my poetry I am gone.

What about you, have you gotten used to it? Maybe you are stuck in the classic mode as well.

This is how I feel about it.

  • Image by Schwoaze from Pixabay

A Shift in Consciousness

We cannot change the world by fighting it
Even in these tyrannous times

Only a radical shift in our consciousness
Will bring the peace and creative alliance we seek

Our task is to embrace our hero’s journey within
To see and resolve all inner demons
To slay the dragons of ignorance we have invested in
And transform our own world from divided to whole

And then spread that unity far and wide
Through our vibration, our speech and our action

Then the world we sought to change through our righteousness
Will begin to change through our love

It doesn’t have to take forever….

On Our Knees We Grieve

I don’t want to offer you
False hope
Or magical thinking
I am not a ‘lets send prayers’
Kind of guy

I want to invite you
Into the deepest experience
To see clearly
How far we have fallen
Into an existential mire
And how only
A revolution of consciousness
And an evolution of relationship
With ourselves, each other
And all life on earth
Will fundamentally change things

This is not a band aid time
This is us laid bare
We get to see our good
And our bad
Our attention and our avoidance
We have set up fantastic systems
That are in danger
Of consuming our very souls
We neglect the earth beneath our feet
And our own emotional wounds
Little realizing they are connected

I don’t believe in false hope
I have discovered the only way
To transform is to embrace
And to embrace
We must be on our knees
Not in prayer but in humility

Today I sit,
Head hung down,
Tears falling
Heart heavy
Feeling the weight
Of the human experience
No medicine to cure it
No trying to avoid it
Just the pain of this grief
That comes with acceptance

I’m sorry, please forgive me, I love you.

Dissolved Into Silence, He Truly Lives

I cannot contain my life within my life
All sense of myself
As a separate person has gone

And I have become everyone
And all things of creation
I am you, him, her, child and dying person
I am the sun and moon, the stars and heavens
Fish, dog and ant
I see the beetle scurrying across my path
And I am that beetle scurrying to the other side
I am all feelings and no feelings
Nothing seems to be mine
And everything is borrowed
I am dreamer dreaming
And the dream
All life appears to emanate from me
Yet I have gone
Nothing separate to call myself

A love, yes
A kind of reverie of love
A tasting of time’s fleeting moments
Everything here and then vanished

Only presence remains
In silence everything manifests
In silence everything dissolves
What, then, is real.

Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash