simply be nobody

simply be nobody

you were tutored from
birth to be somebody
—somebody special
a ponderous weight

be content with unique
you are, after all—
having to be someone
divides this-that-is
into 10,000 things
adds the burden of
“mine” and “yours”—
no other creature
does this

simply be nobody
the world will spin on
with less suffering
buy a home, but don’t
claim you own it—
what does “owning”
mean, anyway?
earn a degree but
don’t claim a persona

instead, rest in this—
the undivided
ineffable wonder
of all that is

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

our corner

our corner

note from self

search the net
no, not that one
Indra’s net instead
our corner’s ablaze
brilliant jewels abound
their facets dazzle—
one kindles another
as infectious as Covid
and maybe as lethal
but oh! such a difference
a variant that’s healthy—
a new kind of deadly
calamitous to suffering
malignant for meanness
unwinds confusion
overflows with mercy
let it spread
let it spread
let it spread

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

feel around emptiness

feel around emptiness
note from self

she closes her eyes
feels around in there
inside, sensing for edges
borders or confines
—finds none
it’s lively, wide open
empty and clear
brilliant, awake
vast and unending
and plainly not personal
she opens her lids
sees ten-trillion things
not now not yet but soon
snaps her eyes shut
to return to that calm
the big field of knowing

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

wreck the house

wreck the house
note from self

dismantle piece by
piece—thoughts
here, beliefs there—
wreck the house
you call yourself
no separate soul
exists—note how
“your” breath
depends on air
depends on trees
requires water
depends on soil
requires sun
endless relation—
no discrete being
only interbeing

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

vow to herself

vow to herself
note from self

pick a petal
drop a petal
pick a petal
drop a petal
a clearer mantra
than he loves me
he loves me not
see-two not-two
see-two not-two
all around the blossom

love one another
see the other as you
for there is no other
only a rainbow mirage of
ten trillion things
it’s an enigma of course
the one and the many
see-two not-two
see-two not-two
a refreshed daisy game

she has always
stayed true
kept her eye
on the star
anxious or not
frightened or not
heartbroken or not
this matters more
this matters most
this is what matters

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

it simply is

it simply is
note to self

this curious universe
seemingly boundless
birthing, erupting
decaying, rebirthing
or sucked into baffling
black holes
it all simply is—
time is meaningless
in this immensity
and we—
both a fleck
in this isness and
the isness itself—
not two

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

doorway through emptiness

doorway through emptiness
note to self

emptiness is not the goal
although it is a pirouette
along the way—
there is no goal

find the doorway through
emptiness—return to the
world wholehearted and
open and kind and
welcome ambiguity—
that is your gold

2022 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.