Do we stairs go up? or do we go down? In truth we do neither. It is you who must travel, and it is you who must comprehend that which falling apples sing. submission for Susie's bits of inspiration prompt in the Garden
'No sweat.' It's what the street-wise Zen master might say. All is unfolding as it should. The road ahead is what it is. I witness myself finding no solace in that. Submission for Angie's prompt over at Toads. Mudslide, landslide, red velvet, carrot.... there are so many ways to mix goodness into your poem. Choose … Continue reading diagonals
love descended upon my soul and scattered the walls all came tumbling down around me and broken unspoken thoughts could not fall from my self stitched lips gripped by that need to protect the other from the dark meaning keening from a cavernous place that needs to keep well hidden sudden bursts of dangerous insanity … Continue reading broken link
outside looking in i have no idea how you suffered in your journey to womanhood my wife my daughters my sisters my mother how can i ever really empathise? no one forced me to do anything advanced their power at me ever i held the privilege of being white and male … Continue reading may you rise
To the One Who Opens the door The Door And the Gate Keeper And, to the One who walks through - Sulis Sarasvati - there is a point a moment in time and space focused and singular where change is noticed here all things are possible here we know and we don't know collectively agitated … Continue reading adore this?
"There are 3 masks: the one we think we are, the one we really are, and the one we have in common. Neutral mask is the one we really are, the one that allows us to take off all the other masks. Neutral is holding the centre - moving with grace, dignity, power, and direction. … Continue reading flip side
and what if i wrote with garden shears all scissory handed across the years of trim and clip and all senses eased creating a space for bounteous bees this pollination we must try keep unless for our Earth we wish tears to weep the garden of life we must help grow with seeds of love … Continue reading insecticide