a grey
electric blanket
carries water
to us
Monday, October 22, 2018
Saturday, October 20, 2018
Wednesday, October 17, 2018
Tokens of My Humanity
Monday, October 15, 2018
an open hand
Sunday, October 14, 2018
you grow where you are planted
you grow where you are planted
endure the leaf miners
and the droughts and flash floods
and survive and thrive
Monday, October 8, 2018
what is made visible
Friday, October 5, 2018
Thursday, October 4, 2018
a stone before me
I place a stone before me,
and wonder about its history,
its beginnings,
its formation and reformations,
in the earth,
and its origins before there was an earth.
I look at this stone
and wonder about the universe,
and gods and beings before me.
This stone existed before I was
and will exist long after I am.
It deserves my attention,
so I place this stone before me
and wonder...
and wonder about its history,
its beginnings,
its formation and reformations,
in the earth,
and its origins before there was an earth.
I look at this stone
and wonder about the universe,
and gods and beings before me.
This stone existed before I was
and will exist long after I am.
It deserves my attention,
so I place this stone before me
and wonder...
Wednesday, October 3, 2018
perhaps there are visions ahead
perhaps there are visions ahead
learning from the trees
to accept the winds
and the seasons
and still reach up into the sky
and crown ourselves in glory
perhaps the trees can share
their visions ahead
Tuesday, October 2, 2018
Clouds Over Us
Clouds over us today,
clouds that do not belong to us
or this high desert,
clouds carried by a hurricane,
a gift of the ocean and the sun.
Clouds promise rain,
but have not yet.
Clouds sweeping away
the last memories of summer
from the earth and sky.
Sparrows chatter together
in the trees and bushes,
then hunt for seeds as one.
Is their excitement
created in the clouds?
Is it today
or the season?
I watch the clouds
covering us today
and wait for whatever
falls from the sky.
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