"Still Being Here Being"

And on my journey a being here being - life is being and being is life - being here is life and life is being here - life is being here being and being here being is life...

And in my mind a forest grew... A forest of poemsz, that is... And those poemsz grew and grew and grew... Until my mind became the poemsz all around... And my poemsz became the world all around... And my world became my poemsz all around... But where did the poemsz start... And where do the poemsz end...

It used to be that I had boxes upon boxes of poetry. Poetry that gre in my poet tree. Me the poet and my tree. My tree of poetry. I had a bin full of poetry for each theme - elemental me - alphabetical me - the journey of me - but no matter how hard I tried to organize the poetry and organize the bins nothing ever seemed to make sense. My poetry never seemed to make sense to anyone else but me. I even wrote a poem fir one of my bins "No one understands my poetry" was the name of one of the poems. In the end I guess it does not really matter if anyone else understands my poetry. The poetry is not really fir others - it is fir me. By me fir me. If anyone else gets it and helps them connect in some way, then I guess that was meant to be but that is not really the point of my poetry. The point is really fir me. I started writing poetry to try to make sense of things fir me. Perhaps it did help me - at the time - at the thyme - but now all it has yielded is boxes upon...

I am justanother still and UNstill being I am justanother being still a being and a being UNstill being I am still and UNstill I am being and UNbeing I am and I am not I am and I am knot I am not and I am knot I am being I am I

Still and UNstill being here and not being here - Still and UNstill breathing here and not breathing here - Still and UNstill beating here and not beating here - Still and UNstill sensing here and not sensing here - Still and UNstill thinking here and thinking here - Still and UNstill everything here and not everything here - Still and UNstill nothing here and not nothing here - Still and UNstill being here and not being here and KNOT being here - Still and UNstill breathing here and not breathing here and KNOT breathing here - Still and UNstill beating here and not beating here and KNOT beating here - Still and UNstill sensing here and not sensing here and KNOT sensing here - Still and UNstill thinking here and thinking here and KNOT thinking here - Still and UNstill everything here and not everything here and KNOT everything here - Still and UNstill nothing here and not nothing here and KNOT nothing here...

I'm still being here being - Though you are long gone - The lettersz you'd gathered - Those lettersz live on Some are still breathing - I'm breathing too - Trying so hard to remember - those lessons from you So now I write my own letters - Collaborating with care - Remembering hope of today - To share everywhere So I'm still being here being - Your love is here too - Your books "Being Here - still gain love anew "Still Being Here Being" - Is a tribute to you - The little book that you started - continuing on in hope anew - Love always, all waysz, JAS (Just A Scribe) N.B. S+Z=8=Vertical infinity oo