Free God

What joy to love you, God
like us—even and odd—
You’re beyond all knowing:
Thank God you are growing--
more than all powerful--
always vulnerable--
a God who’s fun and free--
lives creatively--
finds ways—whoe’er we be
to love eternally.

Oy For Joy

There’s a pleasure so intense
that is present when I sense
what was taken and misused
making ecstasy confused
when I learn in solitude
through hate and pain is suffused
breaking through habit’s defense
joy’s immense in present tense.

Dance Freedom

Can I be you
and still be me
love being true
so we dance free?

Unending Breaths in the Shadow of Death

When love was killed from the start
no wonder I had no heart.
Hate had to do. It means I cry
for help somewhere through our skies
for a love that has no end--
that I pray will help me mend.
Who would have guessed that these words--
thanks to you when deeply heard--
would bless me like morning dew
loving who may love me too.

“Let There Be . . . "

Do we give birth
to what’s on earth?
Do we take care
of all that’s there?
Do we all dare
to be like air--
with breezy mirth
rebirthing earth?

Bloom You

May your
heart-mind-
sole soar
divine
today
all ways.

One Makes One

I create someone
who I want to be:
humming in ear drums
“You’ve always been me.

Your personality
moved by joy and pain
created someone free
to find me again.”

We’re on a Date that Resonates

Everyone and thing
past, present and to come
let us dance and sing
omming we are home.

"Beneath Good and Evil" and "Beyond Good and Evil"

Beneath Good and Evil

Ethics is a loving code
inspired when our desires meet,
discover and create roads
revealing new ways to treat.

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Way Beyond Good and Evil

When we desire aid, love, and fun
force in and through us, strong as suns
create offspring from our desires
nurturing and playful as fires.

The Art of Heart

Firelight that dwells
in all my cells--
nurturing me--
expand freely
when I feel ground
through sole and crown
and breathe air deep
down through my seat--
move me with heart
to feel all hearts.

Good Mourning

Good Mourning

All my damn mistakes
are breaks to awake:

More mistakes I know--
more funny I grow.

Tender is the Day

Tender is our air--
always here and there.
Tender is our earth
always giving birth.
Tender is our sun--
warming everyone.
Tender does our sea
flow through you and me.

Got Rot? Unknot! In Slime Grows Vines

[Got Rot? Unknot! In Slime Grows Vines

[Sing with Zing]

1. Got Rot?

Like a festering sore--
rotten to the core--
rotten to the core--
I’m rotten to the core.

I like making war
love festering sores--
drinking in the gore,
I’m rotten to the core.

If you are my friend,
here is what’s in store,
you’ll fester like a sore
be rotten to the core.

When you are my love
I’ll treat you like a whore
rotten to the core,
we’ll fester like cold sores.

Rotten to the core--
rotten to the core--
like festering sores
we're rotten to the core.

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2. Unknot! In Slime Grows Vines

Rotten to the core
I want to sense more--
inside gutless guts
screams that made me nuts.
Hearing unheard screams
uncrushes crushed dreams--
roaring from my core
undreamed dreams now soar.

Fun with Sun

Since we’re made of fire-light
nourishing, warm and bright,
we must spread healing rays
through body-minds all day.

I Eye I

From loneliness to solitude's
as easy as counting to one:
loneliness is an interlude
revealing I eye I is fun.

Sabbath

Doing nothing
and then resting
is so soothing
with God’s blessing.

Sabbath Wine

We’ve all got juice
sweeter than sap:
to spring unloose
just take a nap.

Pain Rain

When loving dear pain,
hearing how again
with a strange refrain
pain guides me to gain--
pain begins to wane.

Your Smile Sings, Makes Love Spring

You’re beautiful—beyond belief,
not to embrace you brings great grief,
but there are ways to be held tight
in lovely forests in the night.
The juice that moves lovers to kiss
moves my fingers, heart, mind and lips
to shower unending blessings
without messing with undressing.

A Mission to Listen

When sprinkling pellets onto a rod
that attract fruitflies towards their god
I’m moved to, but don't, put paper down
to catch poison that falls to the ground,
cause, as often, I’m in a hurry.
Wind flurries: after lures I scurry,
praying, "May I listen when I hear
how to work well with all that is here."

The Present of Presence

When I tune into, with heart,
my body from crown to sole
and harmonize psyche’s parts
I feeled healed, holy and whole.

In the Mist of the Garden

When breeze blows out of trees
raindrops on me, I’m baptized.

“All Families Will Be Blessed” Yahway (Genesis 12:1)

All folks are siblings, spouse--
I’m in a crazy house
where we share tortured love--
need God’s help from above--
graceful steps on the ground--
to welcome kin around.

Snailing Along Singing My Song

Human among humans--
or a schlepp among schlepps,
I'm honored to join in--
sometimes doing my best.

Us Without Fuss

When I am quiet
breathing you in
we’re chocolate
yum without sin.

Earth Teach Me Suffering as Old Stones Suffer With Memory

“Earth Teach Me Suffering As Old Stones Suffer With Memory”
Native American (Ute) prayer.

“Mom: Why is there so much pain in my bones?”
“Don’t cry, boys don’t cry!” Slap. Silent, I groan.

Bones, suffer with memory like old stones,
til all your pains turn to beautiful poems
enduring as stone--building happy homes.



09-10-8

“Mom: Why is there so much pain in my bones?”
“Don’t cry, boys don’t cry!” Slap. Silent, I groan.

Bones, suffer with memory like old stones,
til all your pains turn to beautiful poems
enduring as stone--building happy homes.



09-10-8

Getting Ahead

When my head balances on top of my spine
I get into my head and out of my mind.

Where Always Is Heard A Nourishing Word

Rushed to speak,
rushed to eat,
I'm a beak
scared to greet
words from lips,
deeply sip,
into guts--
or else nuts.

Laugh Lasts

When breaking into new life
my old life will not let go
til old-new harmonize strife--
laughing together to grow.

“You Cannot Step Into The Same River Twice.” Heraclitus

When dancing, earth
moves soles, minds, hearts--
creates new births--
partners for art.

Body Reflections

Buddha says,”first a chair is a chair:
focused we feel the chair’s made of air
dissolving into all that’s here/there,
then back to a chair when we are aware.”

So when we are here we are everywhere:
eternally swinging from here to there:
while solid we are also playing with stars--
creating all over wherever we are.

“The Kingdom of Heaven Is Among Us.” Jesus

Skies through bodies break through
breathing all shades of blue
with love for me and you.