The wisdom of this space*

The wisdom of this space*


A pleasant evening, all is calm and still
Not a blade of grass moves against its will
Deep within this moment my meditative breathing starts
I sink within looking at myself, my reality departs
I am no longer of this once known place
I belong to the other side, the wisdom of this space


Dom*Colucci 2012

The daily grind*

The daily grind*


Tired eyes and woke up with bad back
Stumble around to go to work right on track
Well I get out of the house into the muck and mire
Looking for that one day to settle down and retire
OK this is a habit that seems it will never cease
Hooked into this monotonous grind, I call industrial disease


Dom*Colucci 2012

Get a kick start*

Get a kick start*


The gate swings open and the weekend has begun
Let us get all duded up and have some fun
We take off in our convertible at around five
Drive down the highway real fast and feel so alive
Then we can shout all we want and get our kicks
And head for another joint on Route 66


Dom*Colucci 2012

This is high as I go*

This is high as I go*


It starts with the platform below
Then one step at a time as it goes
A foot here and another one there
It is getting a little more involved, please beware
But when it is all over you believe it has its end
You come back to the level platform to do it again


Dom*Colucci 2012

Poetically you*

Poetically you*


I start out with a word
Whether or not good or absurd
Just follow the trail and see where it goes
It winds up in the end, that's what it knows
When it is all said and done, it will tell something that's True
It was the rhythm that you Loved, that was inside you


Dom*Colucci 2012

Jammin' me*

Jammin' me*


Pin me up and lock me out
I am still here without a doubt
Slander of who and what I  got
Step all over me on the spot
But I will come out you see
You are stuck while you are jammin' me


Dom*Colucci 2012

Torn and frayed*

Torn and frayed*


Ain't no talent when one is down
Smiles don't come a plenty, only a frown
Sad that the only survival I have is sounds
I get up my guitar and pluck it around
Tattered, bullied and beat up these days
But as long as the music goes on, I'll be torn and frayed


Dom*Colucci 2012

Breathe, it is Soul*

Breathe, it is Soul*


You came into this world with a Soul*
It took you through trials, still made you whole
It truly Loves you and wishes you the best of life
It does not wish you to take detours that have strife
Yes it Loves you always and magic it also makes
So it is integral and watches every breath you take


Dom*Colucci 2012

Riders on the Storm*

Riders on the Storm*


The evening has passed, Now it is daylight
But daylight is for naught as it still seems to be night
A dark gray thicket and a mass of clouds
I hear a crackle of flashed light and thunder so loud
Out of nowhere this weathered apocalypse not forewarned
For it is of the Four Horseman in the rain, Riders on the Storm


Dom*Colucci 2012

Horse with no name*

Horse with no name*


I come into this world to seek and find
So many puzzles and obstacles, go through my mind
But I keep searching for this all around
And get the feeling it is me, that I found
So it is me that I searched on this course
Like the ZEN* riddle, a man riding a horse looking for a horse


Dom*Colucci 2012

Emptying out to be in*

Emptying out to be in*


I come to this spot, a bay in the sound
I note of no chaos, there is peace all around
Next I close my eyes in deep meditation
I start to go inward without hesitation
The absorption of the water, it fills my being right here
I come out of this session, well Aware and crystal clear


Dom*Colucci 2012

Flatbush to the Bowery*

Flatbush to the Bowery*


Smoke, black jackets of leather
Slick grease with birds of a feather
Crowd whose attitude is tough
Life in bewilderment and also rough
Come our way on a hot summer's night
Don't look at us if you wish to fight


Dom*Colucci 2012

Casino boogie woogie*

Casino boogie woogie*


Hanging out at the casino near the Jersey shores
My take in is not as good as I want, what a bore
A few more slots popped in the machine
Oh my God, my pockets are cleaned
Well I should take a tip and leave with a bow
Oh I got in this place of ripoffs anyhow


Dom*Colucci 2012

Wind, winds me up,up and away*

Wind, winds me up,up and away*


A blustery day, clouds all around
March is setting in, winds whooshing sound
A bolder move that Now we can see
But there is nothingness here, how could it be?
I am in amazement, as all things do not stay
Look, a bunch of leaves all running away
Why is this like this? One does not know
For the nothingness does this, this is how the wind blows


Dom*Colucci 2010

I wind and you wind too*

I wind and you wind too*


A vast open world I walk into Now
There is all but space of nothingness to allow
I venture forward and go a little more
I feel a substance around me, what is it meant for?
Is it the wind that has come to greet me to see
My riddle is simple, do I meet it or does it meet me?


Dom*Colucci 2012

Here, is that emptiness*

Here, is that emptiness*


Locked in an emptiness, void in this place
So much open with non movement, eternity into space
So if the one has waited all the long, in a time that's forever
That one could have been the fool, as forever is never
Look around you and see that all manner of being is closer than near
For dead silence with all that is nothingness, surrounds you right here


Dom*Colucci 2012

Journey of the Now*

Journey of the Now*


Magnetically traveling through the corridors of time
The way is moving forward out of the sublime
A sacred entering coming into place
Pushing back with Awakened Consciousness in that space
It is the birth with Soul* as they both Now have arrived
Being centered, aligned and focus, a great place to be alive


Dom*Colucci 2012

Thee of we as you to me*

Thee of we as you to me*


In a world that consist of we
From a crowd above all to see
No need at all for philosophy
Remember those wise words "Let it be"
As this is told to thee
From the one of we, me


Dom*Colucci 2012

Inside of me is me*

Inside of me is me*


Music that I feel is my heartbeat of Soul*
Deeper I go, the more complete to be whole
For this feeling keeps grabbing, inching towards the center
I see a light there, getting brighter as I enter
Rhythmically I shall take it in stride
I fell into myself without hesitation, deep inside


Dom*Colucci 2012

Thick as a Brick*

Thick as a Brick*


I traipse along to be so merry
To be of the opposite, quite contrary
Wisdom to be held by a saint, ridiculous to be folly
To the actor with the art of laughter, comedic and jolly 
To the magician who with the slide of hand does the trick
The wall for the ignorant to lay what is in front of them, thick as a brick


Dom*Colucci 2012

Circle around*

Circle around*


Two points set out, as this is how it begins
Going in opposite directions into a curve that bends
Path that suits them fine, perpetuity again and again
Non nonchalant in where it goes into the blend
Losing track with itself more Now than then
Watch out as Now it collides, it tied its both ends 


Dom*Colucci 2012

SELF inflicting*

SELF inflicting*


A glutton for punishment and stickler for pain
When does one learn, when history comes around again
To put the hand in a basket of venomous snakes
Ignorance with anger to find greed in what it takes
So before one becomes volatile and loses one's head
That one should see closer inside and lose SELF instead


Dom*Colucci 2012

You do not see me, it does*

You do not see me, it does*


Today it is my eyes fully Awakened
I have finally left this reality, doth forsaken
That I know deep within myself I am not 
To ever be a part of this dream that came and rot
Though it is time for me to disappear for I cannot stay
Now this is the moment and today I will fade away


Dom*Colucci 2012

Am I who?*

Am I who?*


A silhouette, a mountain, sketch of an outline
Each detail formed and sculptured, to be so fine
But what is this substance that conforms and occupies
From the bottom of its feet, with its head to the skies
If it is not of a mirror that does not reflect to see
Who is this person I do not look at, could it not be me?


Dom*Colucci 2012

Before, I am*

Before, I am*


Enveloped of a surround in a wide open gap
To look beyond the horizon, where the edge has flapped 
This essence of nothingness I become of this place
The beauty of art in such empty space
For I do not see myself outside no more
Where I have entered there never was no door


Dom*Colucci 2012

One hand sounds*

One hand sounds*


A frenzy is in the air
Energy surrounds me, well Aware
For that to which this feeling is the wind
Blowing ever so freely, again and again
But this place I see, as I stand on this ground
Fell into silence, for it is ZEN*, the one hand sounds


Dom*Colucci 2012

White canvas gets its "weigh"*

White canvas gets its "weigh"*


Dormant and dismal the sky has turned gray
The sun seems to be on vacation as it has gone away
I look to the west and the light goes down
Not even the wind outside makes a noise or a sound
The weight of such vapor, that fills in the air
Looks like a snow squall could come without care


Dom*Colucci 2012

Sometimes is not here*

Sometimes is not here*


Present moment sits right here
It is not far away but oh so near
So many leave this spot for more
And then try to come back in an open door
But remember all the while the biggest word to resist
Is sometimes, the present has no room for this


Dom*Colucci 2012

All points lead back to nowhere*

All points lead back to nowhere*


Where is this such a place that I belong?
The middle point of all, no right or wrong
The evaporation of all time and space
Not even on a map or even someplace
It is the wisdom of the Soul*, that knows of its part
Knowing of one direction, no need for blueprints or charts


Dom*Colucci 2012

Fruited future*

Fruited future*


The apple seed, inside future so true
Deep burial in the ground, it must go through
Darkness inside and it is tightly wrapped
Feels like no way out or even to be trapped
But one day, it became of its belief
Sought an opening from inside, what a relief
A root was made and stem was to climb
Popped out of the earth to see the sunshine
It grew ever higher into the heavens up above
And made its delicious offspring all of Love


Dom*Colucci 2012

Everywhere is here*

Everywhere is here*


Four corners of the Universe, seem to be connected
From a vantage point you see, for it is to be directed
Staying on course with no interruptions ahead
A full open vastness, the feeling of freedom instead
There is no destination, no matter where you are Now
Because of such freedom I mentioned, the four corners did allow


Dom*Colucci 2012

The free ride to heaven*

The free ride to heaven*


Forever indeed, and to go over the hill
Give me a free ride, so I may enjoy a thrill
And to keep the ball rolling and never to stop
To take off from a cliff, grow wings and never drop
When I then soar above with life in the heavens so free
I will know that my Soul* has been liberated this being from me


Dom*Colucci 2012

The end continues on?*

The end continues on?*


A mix in the world, seems to be stuck
Without a great blessing or even good luck
Walking through bramble and the thicket too
Feeling hopelessly unfortunate, as nothing I can do
There has to be an end, that I can see it in sight
And prove to myself my existence, must be right


Dom*Colucci 2012 

I am of no more*

I am of no more*

Awakened, this life that is of nothing here

But with opened eyes, transparency so clear

All has pointed back at me, in this direction

I respond to what is inside, for it is my connection

I see within myself a placid pond

For I am of the stillness, peace and the calm

Dom*Colucci 2012

ZEN* within*

ZEN* within*


A calm afternoon in a field with trees
Gentleness for the wind, as I feel the breeze
So I find a spot to sit underneath, in the shade
Depth of Awareness in my Consciousness, it made
I close my eyes and tune to what is inside of me
For Now I am in the world and not of it I can see


Dom*Colucci 2012