Earth, breath and skies
look through my eyes,
so views of you
embrace me too--
then it’s easy
to be breezy--
to share my heart
with artless art.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Mother Goose Makes Us Loose
If we’re in an altered state
like a child—much of the time—
tho our life’s not always great
it’s as fun as nursery rhymes.
like a child—much of the time—
tho our life’s not always great
it’s as fun as nursery rhymes.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
E Pluribus Unum
Life's playful integration
creating out of many one--
ecstatic unification--
singing and springing for fun.
creating out of many one--
ecstatic unification--
singing and springing for fun.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
We’re One: We Won
When we shine like stars
that we always are
beyond me I can be
us eternally
surrounded by friends
whose love never ends
playing human gods
surmounting all odds
to live beyond dreams
with joy we can scream.
that we always are
beyond me I can be
us eternally
surrounded by friends
whose love never ends
playing human gods
surmounting all odds
to live beyond dreams
with joy we can scream.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
It’s Your Date to Radiate
Only you radiate more beauty
than fire-orange leaves on a tree—
whose season inspires beneath green
unknown hues dying to be seen.
than fire-orange leaves on a tree—
whose season inspires beneath green
unknown hues dying to be seen.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Translate Hate to Soulmate
When my body me attacks
bumping into things outside--
eating me up inside--
I play with self-attack--
as my cat plays with rats
or a clown juggles bats:
mischief makes what’s unkind
heal with fun body-mind.
bumping into things outside--
eating me up inside--
I play with self-attack--
as my cat plays with rats
or a clown juggles bats:
mischief makes what’s unkind
heal with fun body-mind.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Happy Birthdays
Ecstasy from belief in more lives
is way too intense to be a lie:
what joy and pain helps us truly learn
springs strong as Spring to return when urned.
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is way too intense to be a lie:
what joy and pain helps us truly learn
springs strong as Spring to return when urned.
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