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judih haggai

"Lightburst from a Cactus Bubble: 25 Poems"

poet & artist judih haggai lives in kibbutz nir oz in israel. i first became aware of her wonderous work on the action-poetry forum that is a such an integral part of the web site www.litkicks.com. judih's poems are by turns playful, spiritual, humorous, erotic & surreal, characterized by sweet puns & dueling wordplay, his and her's psychic sacrifice, & dominated by a cosmic feminine goddess instinct. judih is spontaneous light, god-mother & angel overseer to many of the poets that post on litkicks. i'm pleased to share with you this collection of 25 poems from her voluminous body of work. e-mail her at judih@hotmail.com

--markk

 

Get that Straw outa his mouth!

Coca Cola's the gateway drug
sic em, mama, sic em
hang the dude
jeering from the slot machine
quarters they're the gateway issue
burn em, mama, burn em
toss em, mama, toss em
don't be blind
don't be fools
youse listenin to your conscience tools
catch what cha can
nip it in the bud
get that straw
before it gets you

handcuff the operator
straightjacket moderator
paranoia's lookin for you

i'd tell ya my name
but i'd have to kill ya
but you know
i'm here for you,
cause i'm the voice of warning

catch em, mama, watch em, mama
get that straw outa yo mouth
baby

 

peel away the clouds of dust

deeper the slot
machine
deeper the slide
in fast, falling in love
with shine, blast and noise

peel away the clouds of dust
rodeo, ride em, ho
peel back the shine
the slick
the humperdink

get to the real
and hump the empty inner tubes
within the vacuum paradise
sits a moment
a pearl
a chance

grab it
and release
the folly of fools

evaporate with the mist of champagne flurry
beneath the bubbles
comes the swoop of low

into it, open it
unencumbered with

the i awaits

 

status of an unknown

opening pages barely read
i write them anew
status up
compass over one eighty

under me everything winks
and froths
catch a rainbow
in fractal merriment

an unknown entity
abuses my moment
for unspecified agenda

i am so that she may be
frisk me...
look, ma, i'm anonymous

no minded procedure
curling the calendar
desperately

in calm acceptance
scraping the bottom of the rotation barrel
hop in
monkey men

when the zombies
walk, we'll know we've found
a sign

will we remember
when?

 

wood nor we gin

or we gin
nor we tequila
nor we campari
lemon peeled
nor we
nor way
nor I

wood nor we
wouldn't or we
nor we gin wood

stuck on northern
glued past borealis
past over
where ever where

nor we
nor you
nor they wood
gin we paris oui
serpentine
sally
screen'd

wood
dent we

 

granola cure-iousity

when things fly low
when bombs sail close
when mortgages
and businesses
begin their landslide down

when glasses get lost
when coffee isn't hot
when tea
and poetry
lack spice

i call my friends
the ones with zest
and we get down
to granola cure-iousity
we eat health
in copious quantities
chewing our grain to assuage our pain

it aint a PhD
but its a remedy
and i invite you all
right Now

 

a mellow look at a pillar of salt

tossing and turning a fast look
from where i see it
we've come a short way
from seashell haven

once upon a time
i crawled in crocodile backlash
chomping thru tempestuous waters

i leaped upon lily pads
in evolutionary fervour
survival! fit to be tied
i sighed onto the nearest beach

eating coconuts, washing potatoes
i found myself expanding my repertoire
two plus two, along the avenue

Noah! save me, baby
inching onwards
past ETs and UFOs
i tossed my 3rd eye in the basket
of charms
snake oiled and massaged
into Thai omega

back home to waters
calm with human refuse
Ganges holy
sanskrit ohm, we
levitated to ratrace space
workin the land
and paintin it grey

was it just yesterday
they told me not to turn around...?
and here i go
riskin it all
for a mellow look
and a pillar of salt

 

Cousin Sand Dune

riding thru a storm
cousin sand dune smothers
my view

long lost relatives
sea shelled and shocked
dance in my eyelashes

my bicycle hip hops
over aunts and godmothers
tracing Moses and Inanna
in fossilled heads

please, trace my ancestry
as i stomp burial grounds
and travel fertile plains
now dust bound home

cousin sand dune
tripping thru ages
brush my backside moan

 

Daily Armageddon

i don't think i can wait
that long
riders of the purple sage
i'm not that strong

sitting on the fence
of the cataclysmic rodeo
buckin civilization
ridin that wild Medusa horn

steeper up Mount Sisyphus
daily armageddon
sufferin sweet bloody hellfire

cantcha see me blubberin
in lava laced chasms
drowning in my optimism
shouting 2012 like
some Seal of Solomon

solemn blessed ice picked
fire
lord, i need my hit
hit me, brother
too long
been way there
and back

daily i lose
my head to deliverance
no more
get me gone

 

light thru trees

its a slow sunset hinting eve
thru leaves intent on pumping green
i love the sound of silent agreement

day has had its laughs
its cheers and chocolate treasures
as the whisper of pause takes hold

wait for me, i'll catch your shadow soon
in friendship and in parting
as light blinks thru stubborn leaves
and i rest my head on life

 

winds of electric air

fake Siberia conquers
winds blow in cinematic gulps
as if to chill skin from skin
distance in my thoughts of you

how quick illusion
jumps my bones
as if hypnosis is my only course
on horseback i dream of you

fields of sleighs and hammers
jingling in rampant haste
as if fast is our only choice
swiftly now, i'm exiled

 

Something about a well-placed watcher

There's something
that a well-placed watcher
can see

How he hopefully checks the scene
while she decorates for drama
he darts out for air
while she grandly enters

lost in a swinging door
of ill-placed timing
while the well-placed
watcher sighs at the follies and pains

lost desire in a bubbly atmosphere
of almost meetings
glasses unclinked
in a wrong-timed gesture

while her lipstick fades
and his crisp attitude wilts
and the curtain drops
before a long lost cue

the well-placed watcher
sighs in unwelcome view

 

Not my Type

he's not my type
he's alive

he's not my speed
he's intricate

he's not my kind
he's fanatic

he's not my kin
he's unrelated

he's not my world
he's hidden and huge

he's not my sex
he's XY more than any other guy

he's not my type
he's the core of sensation

he's out there
waiting
taunting
baiting

he's not my type
he's not my type

 

Leopard Mouth

shadowy, powdered horned toad
Leopard Mouth begins her snarl
vision of sleek stolen gods
louder than crackling underlings

She approaches -
glistening pools collective choir
crystal cool reverberation

eerie, away
i count the spheres
partitioning my space
i await the moon to call

 

spirit world restless

humping under the carpet
spirit world is restless

earth shattering windows
spirit world is waking

doors, roofs, rattling loose
spirit world is hissing

punches fly, shotguns load
spirit world is angry

tanks to fields, people flee
spirit world is roaring

bombs crash, flames climb
spirit world seeks vengeance

jesus born, buddha floats
mohammed mourns, moses sighs
prophets phlegm, goddesses sick
chaos builds, heaven faints

swords, flowers, dinosaurs
water steams, lava sears
why not give in. spirit world takes off
hitch a ride to genesis
toss aside your emptiness
catch the next wave out

 

strange animal squaredances on my roof

wind strong
heart pumped

united rapture
birdsong ancestry
blow love, blow infinite

partnering tornadoes
hurtling blades of ice
partying Olympus

my head longs for straight out squaredancing
corners
rules
my head is round

violin shaves haystack melodies
archived boot polish
hear the beat, beat beat

my arms long for crooked epiphanies
washboard philosophy
porch rotting hoe-down

strange animals chomp tabacky
on my rooftop
spittoon me to blackjack

aint no time
like now

strange animal squaredances on my roof

 

some prefer less

wild eyed borneo lover
gruff round the edges
the top and underneath it all
sympathizes with a tsk tsk
stop and smell the roses
he beckons

step through this swamp
and count the pearly whites
of a thousand tsetse flies
enjoy the sound of one jaw locking
upon the delicate forest frogs

listen, pause
and hold the claws
of FAte before It chomps your gesture

some prefer less
than Sarajevo, he coos
come, move into my cave
among glaciers
my home in sizzling lava
rest your brave heart
and join me in paradise

 

Between songs

i'd like to sing
my heart out to you
but i'm between songs
temporarily
in breath
out of love
out of beat

between bars
between chairs
between the in and ex of hale
be
tween you and me
i'm hardly found

 

Feeling my Addiction

feeding my
feeling my
fearing my ADDiction

my surplus
of distraction
waiting for you
to zero me in

lost and aimless
in a mind of everywhere
listening for
watching your
hungry for a trace of You

feeling my ADD
sensing i'm nowhere
while feeding my addiction

my zen pretension
draws me to meditation
and i find my glory Self
an elf in a cracker box
a toy in cracker jax

i hope for you
i turn volumes of guitars
from small boxes
i dance to Villa Lobos
i sing to Robert Plant

feeling my ADDiction
i want more
collage of sense and passion
joining us
in present space
bright beyond possible
all over you, i'd devour your beauty
in light nibbles and large
no constancy but always loving

feeding my addiction
appetites fly into the wind
as i try to reel them in.

 

rumbling underlings

quiet backlash
as rumbling underlings
dismiss the past

no good, delete, remove
from historical fact

mumbling disillusions
moulted skins aside
re-born misery
full frontal revelation

scraping ego under rugs
hiding outbursts
whitewashing fooleries

double bass backdrop
soprano waiting in the wings

while silence screams
she's always been here
ready for embrace

look beyond indulgences
open thoughts anew
listen while constant decibels
sing straight through to you.

 

lightburst from a cactus bubble

spiked dice
bubbling out of geysers
pop the painted eye

watch rays of light
codes of boomerang intent
again, look again

keep your eye on the motive
soul cleared intimacy
interlock us all
in jigsaw fate

 

branches brush your hair

when i remember
those branches dripping winter promises
your lips speaking in snowbound heat

you called my name, the wind called harder
you, again and again
as branches brushed your hair

on bended knee you'd sing to me
mouth to lip
tongue to longing

as i walk through whispers
left on my heartstep
i melt like an icicle
blown wide
in nurtured sunburst

You, Yeti in full blooded
wonder
stark raving fear
tossing love like medallions
feeding self in starvation

when i think of you
i pull forest twigs
from your hair
and suck the sap of life

 

invisible friends

when i was older
than a horse's glee
i spoke to the invisible source
of knowledge

we'd ride in silent glens
over hills and dales
invented then

not much higher than i am today
high enough to listen

we'd speak in song
and free verse
revelling in memories
of lifetimes lived

so soon, it all came true
me and you
gone into things we'd gone through

invisible friends we were
too hard to explain
to those who can't see

but you and me
reach out and grab hold
of others in tune

we resonate
like magic come quickly
a buzz and a laugh
and we're embracing love

 

dark hear

one just one more
one more just
one more
reply
hey reply

alone
one all
damn all
alone and waiting
for you
speak baby
talk to me

one more time
before the blazing crows
fly through that one-way tunnel

 

Move on

we squeeze our anxiety
for traces of pure inspiration
looking for angels
in soul compost

we walk through our dumpster
hearts
we search for innocent sprouts
we stomp demons
while we flay open innocence

grabbing hands
we wait for commands
Wrong Door
Wrong Path
Wrong Time

but filth smirks
underfoot
and hope belches
elsewhere

we grab hands
we steal contact
we devour our embrace

one flick of a cloud
and we're home again
soulsafe and energized

we, magic mushrooms
emerge
inner fire ablaze

in alchemy
and in destiny
we move on

 

soft reflections going nowhere

wandering softly now
bleeding into cosmic melt
blurring long gone fantasy

painting the connection
linking love through all
soundless song erratic

a swish of thought
immense, self-confident
claiming past in crucial
permanence

walking selfless thru self
embracing moments as here
swallowing life like a kiss

soft reflections going nowhere
exhaling hope anew

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