The Spring Has Been Wet

BY TED VACA

drowning those on the surface
underneath it’s downpour

you are very much 
as the spring
this year

we can only pray
        hope is real
practice deep breaths
	plan in positive accord

as in what may grow

closer

perhaps the squirrels
will not eat the strawberries
but better
to put a barrier between
them and the fruit

I’m sure the weeds
and wild grass will
stay a few weeks
more green before 
the summer sizzle

maybe we may
take advantage of
both the growing tumble
and the withering

to pull from the rain
and the land the best
we can

to add to the home
we share within us

set the table
prepare the meal
and may neither one
of us be cut

the cosmic within and without

BY TED VACA

YOU MIGHT WANT


to think deeply
about where you
come from

To Think Deeply About Where You Come From

TO
THINK		DEEPLY
ABOUT	       WHERE
YOU		COME

FROM

to think
deeply
about

to open the eternal
gold-fringe lined
burgundy curtain
on the stage manager's signal

let the show begin
step upon the stage
stomach in turmoil
mind electric
your eyes 
             wide wild
             and excited

to accept what is
within 
                            is without

to accept what is
                                            without is within

the universe  s
                 s            p
               l                  i
                      a   r      


out and in
unfolds engulfs
consistently for a manufactured
lineage of time

the universe
                              doesn’t care about
                                                                     TIME

time manmade	           time the cursor
from birth to death	   and how much
                                           can you accomplish

time the accomplishment

                                            measure of worth and meaning

time the killer the waste of

                                           the sought after for proof of
                                           deeds and diplomas

the microscopic 
                                            is 	C O S M I C
the cosmic is
                                                      microscopic

the embryo in their sack 

utero evolving galaxies

spinning and star beings
born in a chemical-chance
at becoming only to be seen
in awe by the dark matter
that surrounds

Incomprehensible!

our eternal selfs
witnessed
mirrored not above
not below 
but all around

breaking the novelty of direction
the compass explodes and the earthly mind
is set free of dimensions then intuned with the way
then again becoming unknown
as a dream
separated
from the expansion

we’ve not far to go
to reach & realize

Ted Vaca, Denver poet father lover crime fighter / semi holy somewhat sweet can be bitter / published here and there / Founder of The Mercury Cafe poetry slam / Coach of the 2006 Championship Denver Slam Team / Member of 1995 Championship slam team from Asheville NC / Intergalactic Provocateur