Positively 4th Grade

Written by  on March 21, 2019


Hey Everybody! Those of every age
how about some free poetry
A few lines of generic rhyme
Written down so all can see


Now is the time
We can be a poem or a tree
Both are grown from God’s Earth
Blooming honestly


St. Stephen Daedalus
With his mother’s rose
Haunted, to the garden he goes
Humming that tune heard deep inside
Music only he and Heaven knows


It’s useless to judge
Idealize, idolize, or compare
Nudge someone, compassionately now
We all have some Love to spare


When we share our respect
For every song and every dance
It is senseless to pretend
And ridiculous to hide
When we have humility
We don’t need pride


A coupla couplets and some fancy preaching
Won’t change the world, It’s vain reaching
As looking backward for truth
Tricks us into missing today’s teaching


Peace is in the balance
Of thought, word, and deed
Forgiveness triumphs over hatred and greed
The dark of night becomes the dawn of day


Life is a vibration
Going back and forth, a likely relay
Yin and yang, the silent bang
At once inspired and utterly tired
We’re all One poem anyway


Family Home

Written by  on February 23, 2019

A welcoming home wide open,
soothed by breezes breathing free.
Shaded from trees grown wise through the ages.
Illuminated with love learned and taught.
Founded on solid rock, grounded by thought.


All paths lead to this peaceful place.
A destination of refuge, salvation and grace.
Warmed by the hearth, abundant bread.
No one denied entry, no one arrives late
Gently we are guided through the garden gate.


Manifesting this very moment
self evident truths we hold so dear.
Without action or reaction, all is well.
Our eyes see present and clear.
Each heartbeat releasing fear.


From God’s essence we emerge
and in His sacred heart we remain.
Our mind breathing deep.
Peace and passion supplanting lust.
Agape kisses sealing trust.


The floor beneath us drops.
Our feet they hang.
We look up –
the roof is gone.


The roof is gone.
We are directly connected
to the Divine.


Home to the Holy Sound,
Each time we meditate,
We find a finer way
to release our weight
and set in motion
our immaculate fate.


The earth turns with forgiveness.
Axis secure.
In each sacred moment,
paradise flashes.
Every supplication granted.


This family home belongs to all,
providing freedom and choice.
Brotherhood shared by secure belief.
Inclusion evident with every inquiry.
Natural law proving equality
and omnipresent everlasting unity.


Love is our true home
Somehow we know
and have no doubt.
With each sweet smile,
We sense our common source
– the Universal Mind.


There is never only me
and my shadow is cast from no other.
There is only one sun born from one mother.


All that we give is returned in an instant.
As ever our love allows.
Our minds create magic
right here and right now
dissolving the lies that make us cry.
Our very thoughts
causes the Earth to spin
and suspends the sky.


Wherever we focus, expansion.
Be it love we make or tears of regret,
the key to mastery is no secret.


Perhaps, but with righteous intent.
Lighting up the mind merits repeating.
In this way we measure time.
The sacred sound, a repeating chime.
Cyclical. Like desires. Like lack of desire.
Quantum, multidimensional. Revolutionary.


We find our family home
in this moment as in the first.
All things possible reign.
Floods and fires now past.
Golden grain growing
from each grain of sand
for eternity as our love lasts.


Rob Chavez

Food For God

Written by  on February 4, 2019

Hungering for ecstasy?
Urging to merge with the infinite sea?
Right now lives infinite possibility
To swim joyfully, ecstatically free
Ask the first person smiling
Contentment rests on a wise face
Listen and let it be so
Truth wins every race
Ask the girl twirling in the air
Making love while fingering her hair
She laughs at lies, fears no crying
Never judges, doesn’t even dare
Ask the boy dancing free
Spinning in space, relatively
Time bends from his soul
He reflects on his life positively
Ask the old woman, she might know
She has lived her life whole
And is still willing to grow
How to feel good, she says, I’ll tell you how
Live this fine moment right here in the now
What works wonders for me
Is accepting others the best I can
Be it woman or be it man
Being a loving person is being human
And if in any way I am caught by doubt
I use my love for God to figure it out
I ask for forgiveness and look for connection
I dance to the rock of ecstatic perfection
I read the Good Book
I give a knowing look
Still I keep my eye peeled
For that internal devil
Prejudiced scales are not on the level
Be a generous and loving neighbor
Create a kind mood
Think of Love as God’s favorite food
We deserve to serve it
Give it away
Offer it humbly,
day by day
The more Love we share
The more God provides
The clearer the picture
The safer all rides
Our Love for each other
Is God’s favorite meal
The reward for His feeding
is the joy we can feel
Rob Chavez


Not like other poems

Written by  on January 28, 2018

as a connoisseur

of the kind

and the pure

I hope you’ll appreciate

this Scarlet->Fire

for its percolating motion

spinning on the land

tiptoeing on the ocean

syncopating a heart beat of love

with a rhythm of  devotion