David Arndt Forgotten Words Poetry

I gave a strange woman my trembling lips Now ending, sap released will begin  when the cold night returns I was thirteen, age of innocence, pure love My heart moves consecrated by memories A musician stumbles across river treasures I find myself a tree in divine happiness Released from the human species prison Listening an owl hoots against the sky A naughty star melts me home in gentleness evening trumpets sounds return You say, "In love, there is both good and evil." horror in the holy lands we worship wicked fool neglects chaos living within Behold a bridge, I am afraid to cross sun pushes me on and moon smiles Crossing the bridge I look back  seeing dreams let go they fade opening spacious freedom letting go of clinging they push away A wise tree speaks  "Welcome home." In the distance, the owl watches In a flash of snowflakes Owl soars to the moon These words danced my way late at night on September 29, 2020. I caught them in a net. The word...

My inner spirit Worn down See my face My open heart Decaying A rusty cage My home At night A strange woman Struck me down Why? Onward My road is dark My heart shattered Opening rusty doors  I walk alone Spirit flickers faintly in darkness I never give up David Penn Trinley Arndt 2016.

I am sharing again on Burroughs and love because my previous post could be interpreted as Burroughs only having love for his cats, and I don't believe that is true. **" Some think the words love and Burroughs should not be in the same sentence.  I don't believe this to be true. I believe all of Burroughs' work is an act of love. Despite how many show love, Burroughs does not show love how we might expect. One beautiful counterexample of this is Burroughs' relationship with his cats. The small book the Cat Inside is gushing with an open-hearted, vulnerable love. In my view, Burroughs wanted to love and be loved as most of us wish. Anyone who has read Burroughs can't help but be touched by his effusive love for his cats. Burroughs would be brought to tears if one of his cats was missing. Burroughs possessed great genius. It is fair to question his morality and self-destructive behaviors. Yet, in the bigger picture, which of us is in a place to pass judgment.  Bur...

Never Give Up   *** Sometimes things happen and there is no going back no matter how much you love the person. No one wants to hurt anyone but karma plays out the way it does, and no matter what you do it makes no difference.  You keep loving the person though you know you can't be with them and know you must walk down the lonely road of life and you feel broken. This for me is one of the most painful experiences in samsara.  Part of you feels destroyed like it will never be whole. The night is so dark. But then the sun rises and you wake up. You lift yourself up in the moment and your confidence in your precious life grows little by little. Then you stand tall recognizing everything is impermanent, all that comes together will part. Then you walk the journey of life trying to help all you meet. Slowly joy and life returns. And you know you are on the right path.  Because the love is within and never dies. You give it away over and over again....

He said I swear I can’t A man stood below calling out instructions,  not to my face but to my thoughts she cried with an inviolable voice A lost piercing scream, I was filled with  fear for humanity, all species, and the earth I know nothing I know only a heap of broken images Both pessimists and optimists  have become meaningless and dead “What shall we ever do?” the idea of belief is also a meaningless proposition once something is known, it becomes common bottles sandwich papers silk handkerchiefs   cardboard man stood below calling out  instructionsto direct  people all spirits melted into the air Dissolving into meaningless  abstract words never know  what you are thinking  when habits dissolve The nymphs sadly departed Under the brown fog, winter dawn locked up sea-wood fed with  copper burned green and orange dry stone no sound of water down we went into the mountain area stumps of time were told upon the wall The wind crosse...

The weirdness did not stop yesterday. When I thought things were normal, just hanging out with mom, I saw Andy Warhol's head floating in space. He said, "Prepare yourself for the silver clouds." I am praying nothing strange will happen that might disturb my mom. The next thing you know, beautiful silver clouds floated down on us. Somehow this did not phase mom. She just batted them away. Me, I was hoping Andy is not part of some conspiracy to make me more foolish than I already am. My mom did ask me why I was dancing instead of walking. I said it was my Thanksgiving Turkey dance. She looked at me for a moment as if I was an alien but luckily was distracted by a silver cloud. I then ran and hid in a bathroom, praying Andy was through with me. Then I heard his voice. "There is much more to come when you least expect it. His voice seemed to come from the toilet, which I flushed immediately, praying Andy would get lost in the sewer system. Then mom and I went on our way,...

Awareness  *** AH Bodies Fragile Snake shedding skin Slouching towards Bethlehem Falling Hades Looking upward heaven clear blue sky Shamans singing songs calling remembering Sitting Stillness Dreams Illusions Bubbles Pop! Death equalizes Ignorance Wisdom Death Awareness  Danger Virtual realities digitally lost running  Halt  Facing mortality meanings unseen  Poof! Trigger Hits Life Point Love Vast Space Illuminating Darkness Love Death Death Love Return Love Abide Home True Love Unseen eyes sense pedals opening Loving Fully Manifests Unfolding Blooming Lotus Flower. Unfixed  Awakening. Sunburst Remembering Remembered AH  *** © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 *** Image Artist unknown

Reflections from Ecuador in 1992 on the Amazon Rainforest and the Capirona Indigenous Tribe  Whose World has Ceased to Exist *** It was a brand new day Millions of years old Creatures lurking in the rainforest mother sunlight shines  through the green canopy Glistening water wind river time flows Light sounds and mangroves Siblings of the tallest trees Life-giving medicinal plants Mother sanctuary forms flow Birds and butterflies  Rainforest light rays Love and destruction  The life-giving rain Earth rainbow colors New sunrise breaks Love lurking shadow spaces revealed Dream path dark under clouds storms Lost in the beauty of mother earth's trance The boa vine sings visual language sunlight filters through endless trees History and time have no meaning Plants strive to survive after millions of years  Rainforest medicine cures all sickness Ants roam on healing leaves Living in this rainforest galaxy Rainforest green beauty beyond seeing The tallest tree that pro...

Burroughs Demon Cut-Up # 666 *** A trace This placeless place Surrendering he cared Tried to hold on and stars lined up Like ancestors dancing But the echoes faded He forgot the dream The vision without love He fought and struggled executioner Yet he defied the gods away Then one day The sun Slithering beneath the tide The planets through springs frost Where had he Endlessly The egg cracked breaking did not rise No dawn to His origin was a black hole free fall There was a time Always more to surrender Life and memories Nothing he believed was real kiss the sky All his past lost to time Still heard the landed? Heard the landed? There was no landing, Just blurred into one And faded without go. All the faces and names to anything, But finally demons Born to a vacuum. To a vacuum *** This placeless place Faded without trace Surrendering  He cared  Star's lined up Tried to hold on Echos  Forgot the dream  Fought the stars  Executioner  Struggled  Vision wit...

It is very clear that all of our partners cloak themselves in darkness and the floods came. How much dwelling in darkness have seen WAR? LORD open border activists, enter into the region but the shadow can never buy back your soul. But when thou people dwelling in darkness reap new breakthroughs. Thy kingdom come!  And the floods came, shadow of death, I see through your eyes, high stakes and clear choices who cloak themselves. He does not come into me to believe your eyes and I see neither do they. And we will find more reward. We have seen Jesus has ended these cruel and evil sayings. Thy kingdom come!  I think you will find today your children. An eye for your young children Lord in their trouble. You that build all in order those who game the system be cast out of life. Thy will be done in darkness and the shadow. You play with my world execute individuals based upon sexual orientation. I can see through your masks. The people hide dwelling in darkness. Will it...

I know many evaluate Jimmy Carter's presidency as not successful. Many arguments can be made either way, but this is not about the politician, but the man and his decency and dignity. He is the only president in my life who did not Cash in on his Presidency, unlike Reagan, or Obama going now on his fourth home, this one in Hawaii, another mansion Martha's Vineyard, then DC and Chicago, $400 grand speeches on wall street. Worth now over $40 million. It is excessive at a minimum. Carter never did that. He had a peanut farm, tried to broker peace in the world, built houses for Habitat for Humanity. No matter what you think of his presidency, he showed human decency. His goodness as an imperfect human being shone through. *** So it is no wonder that he and Bob Dylan became friends. Jimmy Carter's praise goes beyond anyone. When I heard this quote from Carter, I did not believe it at first, but these are his words.  Here is Jimmy Carter's quote on Dylan “Bob Dylan knew how t...

In my view, Dylan fits in the lineage of the Beats, surely not the 60's, which Dylan was happy to take no part in, even skipping Woodstock. As Dylan said: “I came out of the wilderness and just naturally fell in with the beat scene.” My guess is Dylan was aware of Burroughs by the late 50s before he came to NYC though I have no proof. *** Dylan admired Burroughs and used his cut-up technique in his songwriting. I think he began working with the cut-up method by at least Bringing It All Back Home. At that time, Burroughs' writing was found in the underground magazines of the day. One was called Gnaoua. If you look on the cover of Bringing It All Back Home, you will discover Gnaoua on the mantel above the fireplace. The magazine had four pieces by Burroughs. Dylan even says he has read Burroughs in these underground magazines. "I’ve read some of his shorter things, in little magazines.” *** Dylan denies reading Naked Lunch in 1965, but I don't believe him. Later on, Dyla...

I was 23. This was my Kerouac On the Road adventure with Davey boy, my sidekick Cassady and partner in living life to the limit, until you just burst and break on through, torn down, built up, but never stopping, flying faster and faster as you surf life's wave in all its love and glory ***   Drove 17 hours strait Indiana PA to New Orleans Late-night driving through South Davey Boy at the wheel Dodge Sunbird with California license plates Grateful Dead dancing bears bumper sticker We are a good target in the South Alabama 3 AM Miles Davis coming on strong A lonely stretch of highway Trucker – 16 wheeler decides to play games Spotlight shining in our eyes Truck weaving back and forth Slithering snake trying to send us home Davey makes the pass after 5th try I’m convinced we are about to die Trucker coming on strong from behind 90 miles an hour We lose him at the exit Trucker honks going on by *** Early morning dawn, we’re in  Mississippi Old man at a gas station Hat...

"Key West is the place to be  If you're looking for immortality  Stay on the road, follow the highway sign  Key West is fine and fair If you lost your mind, you will find it there Key West is on the horizon line" Dylan As a boy, I dreamed of being a pirate in Key West. I would imagine fiery battles at sea, cannons and sword fights, daring sword fights, capturing secret treasures, and returning to my secret hiding place with my crew in Key West where we would not be found. ***. I knew someday I would go to Key West and would find something special at the southernmost point in the United States. I have been to Key West once long ago. I went with my dear friend David D. Scott to see our friend Erin Rosskopf who invited us to visit on our On The Road adventure in 1989. I do not know how Key West has changed over the last three decades. Back in 1989, I discovered magic in Key West, which has never left me, and the memories are vivid as if it was yesterday. I will try to put it...

Alone beneath A starless sky I no longer ask  the question why I accept this fate To be alone My emptiness  is my home I don't feel sad or sorry I have lived many lives and felt one From our truth  we cannot run Now shadows come A cloudy sky There is no  reason to cry All that comes Soon must pass Think of those  beneath the grass In this life Before the end The greatest wealth  is one true friend Self-acceptance Is a treasure Not affected  by the weather To look within Be honest and true Is the best  we can do What lies  beyond life An unhelpful question A passing reflection Only living love toward each other can guide our way  in stormy weather Only kind love Tears down time bringing peace  to our weary mind *** Written by David Penn 2014.

We Better Find Refuge *** We better find refuge We’re boats far from shore Lost out at sea In spirit we are poor We all need refuge A warm open loving heart Shelter from all storms That rage and tear apart *We better find refuge Storms they crash We better find refuge Cause the good times never last These bodies just don’t last   I call on my refuge Pray for wisdom Healing Nectar From celestial Kingdoms Wake up in the Way Let’s live this life We can transform our suffering Darkness to light   *We better find refuge Storms they crash We better find refuge Cause the good times just don’t last These bodies just don’t last We all pass from this life We leave this earth Give now while we can Cause at death it will have no worth   Only within Refuge Can we cross this sea Wake up to realize We all can be free *We better find refuge Storms they crash We better find refuge Cause the  good times just don’t last These bodies just don’t last All things they pass Al...

W e hid in the caves We played in the waves We swam until we Could swim no more   I reached for your hand My hair filled with sand Sun Shining down On the shore   Like children in flight Hearts filled with delight We loved until Our spirits did soar   Lost in your brown eyes My heart was so high I held you And asked for no more   Before the threshold In new days of old Your smile filled mere With love so pure     With you on this beach I know we could reach To brothers and sisters Ashore   So hear the pied piper The fruit it grows riper I love you I know that I’m sure   So come take my hand We’ll travel the land And love Until we can love no more *** Written by David Penn on the coast of Ecuador in 1992.

Tibet Valley Mountain Sky With you Heart truth  Remember Dakini Slumber Awakened Will you meet me in the sky? Sky Dancer Sky Dancer my hearts With you It was prophecy Of the Dakinis I am at the root Our tree You are at the root Our tree Our baby at the root Unfolds Arises Naturally Trust me sky dancer We shed karma Together Buddha's of the three times Daka's and dakinis dance Dances the dance of Appearances Can you see me now? I don't exist I appear I love you  I love you I love you Song Goddess Can you feel the love My Love in your heart? You can trust me I won't betray you I will love you The bliss of life Heat rising You can trust me I love you In each moment Waves crashing on the shore Wind gusts I love you Dakini Song Goddess I love you We can cross over to the other shore A pathless path ending suffering  I call on you I love you AH *** This came to the slow learner Trinley Namgyal at the break of dawn. I wrote it down. The Dakinis commanded me. I followed their i...