29 Friday Mar 2019
Posted in Poetry
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aspen, Aspen Trees, Beauty, Courage, Death Poems, Dying, Hope, Life, Love, Love Poems, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Soul, Spirit, Spring, spring poem, Survival, Women's Poems, Yearning
early spring,
a cold aspen, clothed
in soft buds, robed in white,
like ash, born of snow;
to touch her is to quake
with the anticipation
of a thousand leaves
desperate to unfold;
a thousand leaves
desperate
to unfold you.
17 Sunday Mar 2019
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Afterlife, Beauty, Chaos, Courage, Death, Death Poems, Division, Dying, Fear, Freedom, Hate, Loss, Poem, Poems, Poetry, politics, Sadness. Sorrow, Soul, Spirit, Suffering
Can you be in awe
of how much some
are expected to suffer
in this lifetime—
we are often given
more than we can—
I saw a moth
with a broken wing,
and though it struggled,
I could not crush it—
but placed him, instead,
among the leaves of jasmine,
and walked away.
23 Wednesday Jan 2019
Posted in Poetry
Tags
Appreciation, Beauty, Car Accident, Death, Gratitude, Hate, Hope, Life, Noise, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Snow
Beasts, bigots, build the wall:
the sound of lives
beating like a drum
in our face, a chant,
a cheer we hear
thousands of miles away.
Yet, you sing me a song louder
than the thunder of hate,
breath of bird and caress,
snow sound, breaking of twig,
and I must confess
I need to feel as fresh
as the five inches of snow
we nearly left the world to last night
when the light turned green,
but she couldn’t stop her car
from sliding. The beauty of brake lights
glowing off an infinity of snowflakes,
all seen through a fog-window.
And the sound of twisted metal,
sirens, the spark in my soul
when I realized
I’m still alive,
and still part of this loud,
hurting world.
The dead don’t know anything.
But I know
I walked away from the dead
to the sound of your poems,
songs written from the cries
of your heart,
siren calls begging us all
to look the other way,
for a moment,
look, look, look the other way.
24 Sunday Jun 2018
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Beauty, Bitterness, Forgiveness, Grace, Hate, Hurt, Life, Poem, Poems, Poetry
Hate, stealing our moments
And sometimes our lives,
Hanging on to grievance
As if it were a solid thing,
Like a rock, a sturdy branch.
Someone told me,
Bitterness is like drinking poison
And waiting for the other person to die.
Wisdom, like a real branch,
More solid than grief,
Sometimes, more solid
Than the hurt we carry
Like a bag of stones
Over our backs,
Always thinking our burden heavy,
Unable to set it down
And see the world opening
Like the blossoms of the Serviceberry,
Peeking from under pines,
Saying, come to me, I am free,
And, for a moment, we rest
In their waxy, white peace.
The world is a strange place,
How we look to its ugly spots,
So rare,
Compared to its lovely ripples:
The trembling leaves,
The musty smell of grass,
Blue lakes, like mirrors,
Waiting for us to jump free.
22 Friday May 2015
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Animals, Beauty, Cowboy, Eternity, Gratitude, Hope, Horse, Horse poetry, Horses, Meditation, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Spirituality
You can feel the warm blood
Under his summer coat,
Sun-slick and shiney,
Sweat, that smells of grass,
Which is to say, sweet,
His breathing, his gut-sounds.
Take a moment and trace,
With the palm of your open hand,
From the softness of his muzzle
To the enclave between ears,
Then down along his thick neck,
Under the chestnut of his mane.
Keep sliding your hand along his withers,
To his broad back and belly,
His hips, buttocks, tail.
Take the trust and the quiet
Into your heart
And unfold it over and over
Throughout your day.
Think, grace.
Think, gratitude.
Think, peace.
Hope.
14 Thursday May 2015
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Beauty, Death Poems, Dreams, Eternity, Lyrics, Music Poems, Passions, Poem, Poems, Poetry
Who are you,
And where are you beautiful,
Where’s your song,
And what you want to be?
Tell me now,
Where are you beautiful,
What makes you cry,
What makes you sing?
Lose yourself,
In all that is beautiful,
What’s torn apart,
What’s crumbling.
Let me hear
Your sweet sound,
What you want to say
When no one can see.
It’s you and me
On the edge of losing
All we have,
To eternity.
23 Tuesday Sep 2014
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