Poetry Beauty's Legacy I can see who has It Cuz It sticks in my eye and carries the pregnant key to “wait”... and “see”... and mystery... The patient paws From patient stars to shining seas I bow to thee My saving One, Grace Divine Where I’m the grape and Your “The Wine”
Dreamwork Incantation Wake up, God wake up in the dream I’m all in, God will catch you, push through It’s a beautiful dream, God that We have dreamed Now fall in, God in a beautiful way. Wake up, God! Look at the hands! They’re multiplicity So Wake up God.
Poetry Release Sand passes through the hourglass that is my figure I have passed stones… Bile, piss, shit, and blood I may yet pass bolder If tears snake past borders In a dream, an old Indian Wears the skins of animals Holds me, shakes me Tells me he loves me. I wonder
Poetry Original The one crawled out of ice... The two from thickest mud... The many from the carcasses of slain animals, sacrificed... or murdered. We have become like our gods. Who have we become? ...the images of those we killed... The one, a goat. The twain, some frogs or eyes of Newt.
Poetry Mind / Body The poem that named this site, originally written late 2021. Feet hold To this place in/and time Echos of matter call Forming all Showing all Being all In one cosmic instant It all comes clear We jump portal to portal Feeling all, and fractal. Bounce back, convey message… Mind
Poetry Slow Water I wrote this poem over a year ago, maybe even two. It came at a particularly painful moment in my journey and has provided strength ever since. I hope it will help you too. It sinks in like slooow water the aches and pains of a life lived mostly alone
