Cauldron of Potentia
Lying in my art “pantry”On a memory foamI pulled inSo the dogCould lie next to !meI look aroundAnd see what … Continue reading Cauldron of Potentia
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The Soul Flees
She is our best part Our precious SoulThe Light of LoveShe makes us humane She flees duringAny act of violenceAgainst … Continue reading The Soul Flees
Miracles
Today I was a little spaceyMaybe too hastyGetting me and ChaseyReady for a walk First I tried to open the … Continue reading Miracles
Two Wombs
God gave women a wombTo use man’s seedTo grow a babyIn her lush, pristine nestTo nourish, to protectTo birth and … Continue reading Two Wombs
Dawn
Dawn is soft on the eyesA slow waking upBefore the sun’s glareI smell it’s freshnessLush and dampI feel it on … Continue reading Dawn
The Filthy Rich
They winWhen we stopMaking artAnd give into fearAnd work as slavesTo add to theirOverflowing coffers They winWhen we embraceTheir commercialismWith … Continue reading The Filthy Rich
Snow Globe
Everyone sees a different worldExperiences life differentlyOver 8 billion world viewsUniqueWhen you dieYour world dies It seems we know the … Continue reading Snow Globe
72
Dancing at 72 I tried to writeA poemLike previous yearsA poem of triumphsAnd tearsMemories of the pastAnd hopeFor the futureBut … Continue reading 72
Wail Rage
Today we dig deepWe go furtherThan skin color or raceFurther than genderFurther than religionFurther than cultureFurther than politicsFurther than art … Continue reading Wail Rage
Willow
I have always seenFemales as treesAnd trees as femaleSome offer shadeFor the weary to restSome feed usOffering fruits and nutsAnd … Continue reading Willow
Living in Awe
Today, as I rest in nothingnessAll angst vanishesAll wars and atrocitiesAre mere bleepsIn universal consciousnessMeaningless No, this isn’t nihilismNo, this … Continue reading Living in Awe
Little Yellow Friend
I may never stop cryingThis marriage of griefAnd love and aweAnd gratitude is overwhelming My psyche, this bodyKeeps shatteringAs wave … Continue reading Little Yellow Friend
Spider Weaving
I am red wine and indie folkShe was beer and croonersDick Haymes specifically We used this to transport usTo that … Continue reading Spider Weaving
Walkie Walk
I had a thousand fears/excuses for not walking you–Coyotes, my knees, my back, squirrels, your strength, mountain lions, dogs off … Continue reading Walkie Walk
Cinnamon Cumin and Cloves
“They’re so white” they chatted They weren’t talking about skin color They were talking about A sense of something missing … Continue reading Cinnamon Cumin and Cloves
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