JF Mingione: writings

Friday, April 12, 2013

A Poem of Words I have a poem of words Within me Seeking the destiny Of language To make something clear To me I never understood in words The light of language Pristine before it’s spoken Is only what it is And then the words happen Trying to express a thought That might contain all of us Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Why does anything have to be something? And why must anything be what it is? And doesn't anything have to come from someplace? But if nothing precludes the mystery where things come from, must I deside, today where I begin? Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

The Proof of my Existence The world’s too big for me I should live in my shoe Or be a turtle carrying My house upon my back I can’t love everyone Not all at once That’s why there’s God Because somebody’s got to do it But experience is everything So, I’m here living in my shoe Trying to measure the... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

October always whittles me into the boats of my intentions setting a course into undelivered consciousness Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

The World’s too big for me, I should live in my shoe Or be a turtle Carrying my house upon my back I would expect my intentions If I could recall who I am— A rock amongst rocks Or this shell that I am Moving thru Time as if there were Ages I loved once Before I forgot how to be But it happened... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

What is Truth? And why does it already have a name? Must I always begin before I got here or did I just miss something I saw was there? Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Oh, what should I do today? Sing a song, tap my feet while I start dancing down the Yellow Brick Road Like I’m Singing In The Rain? Don’t get me wrong I love my renditions I just got my reasons Not to expect myself Where I’m going It takes time to find where you are And how to relate to it Presuming... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 4, 2012

If to touch were to touch Would the idea precede me? Or would I wind myself up Within this world As a clock ticking until I awake Spring only happens once a year Which is why it always precedes me And if I knew anything more I’d have to kill the recipe Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 1, 2012

Is god everywhere Or must I count the ways That would lead me into This chambered nautilus To navigate what I have become What would I be without my past Or where I came from? Becoming was as easy as a deed Because that’s what you do When you’re there I would re-mend my shoes Into a metaphysical... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

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To have a life Is not necessarily To have an idea of one Even if I undressed Into my nudity Would my bones whisper A delight of unseen rapture? I would wonder, if I could About this journey into What was before, unknown And to seek, once again. This glimmer of possibility Into what I’ve already... Sign in to see full entry.

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