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day of miracles 3/20/20

The sandy beach gave me heart tokens in stone and shell. The sea gulls paraded their young before me training flight as I gazed on the becoming. The ocean washed sand away to show me a giant shark...

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Sparrow

He came to land so gingerly and brave on the chair-back beside me (reading Rumi) — at a table near the fountain. Then, hopping down and around the edge of the table, a hand-length beside me as if he...

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the love that is Home

It is as if Somehow — Someone opened the gate and let me back in to the Garden of Eden — while the world still sees me and keeps calling, calling to come back out and play. I can’t find … Continue...

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You take my hand

You take my hand and we go out into the world. You are my dearest playmate, companion. Sometimes, the Mind says to me “Are you crazy?” “Who are you to speak of God this way?” But, I am learning to …...

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So, we agreed

I sit by the small pineapple fountain because I always say, I like this space — but the larger fountain, more often calls to me, and I sit there — writing. When God and I were discussing where to go …...

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all the jewels

It was his birthstone – and a color he often wore. But, all those years together it was a stone in my hand, a jagged crystal tower on my desk. When we ended — all the jewels fell to the … Continue...

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stretched thin with yearning

That desert sea of sand holds the roots in mystery as the reaching toward heaven begins — hot rolling hours change the day moving into hours of darkness and chill wind blows in, howling, from the ocean...

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from the shadow blooms

Her fear enters the door ahead of her. The fragile-silk side-step fear of trespass that tells you she knows too many dark hours — that she is a flower from the shadow blooms beneath branches blocking...

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but poets know

There is a reason the snake bite must be cut and bled, a mouth needed to suck the poison out, spit it away into nothingness. Continue reading →

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we love by degrees

~August 2019   We love by degrees of shadow and light. The old man tells a fishing story his eyes filling up with sea mist. The young man touts the size of his dick, the number of conquests his eyes …...

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Chance

In Egypt there are camels feeding. In Tahiti there are frogs jumping. They may not meet In this lifetime On this journey. In Kansas there is a wheat field dancing. In England there is a muddy river...

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seeing another seeker with empty hands

We are a greedy and gracious lot depending on our need in that hour.      Sometimes hoarding because we need every syllable God whispers.      Sometimes generous seeing another seeker with empty hands...

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teach me of swimming

Tell me of floating and what that bed touches in the back that rests there. Continue reading →

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A New Song

~for Mickey 12/2019   The old man tells me of his friend (and I am his friend) as we drive home from dinner.  He falls to weeping over the buddy he sang with in the church quartet all those many …...

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Pain of War & Living

These halls, these chairs, these walls encasing whispered moans and memories of wars and those gone soldiers that never made it home to America, to sit here, to wait on the doctor to see them at the VA...

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Google Photos Reminds Me in Backup

Today, I woke up dreaming of the warm loving arms of a man whose heart is Sacred and Holy and I decided after coffee and writing poems, it was time to erase your pictures from my phone. Continue reading →

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the heated promise of a new day

hot frantic need to touch everything within you heart, soul, mind, spirit, knowing Being Love consumed in fire Continue reading →

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Adventure Days

    “Awake, Oh Sleeper, and arise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you.” ~Ephesians 5:14         We fall into the place of forgetting how precious the living is, the deep joy of ocean breeze …...

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the God of your Soul-Self

Walking toward Photography in search of a How To book that isn’t there — I turn toward the whispering shelves of poetry– Hafiz, Billy Collins, Rilke, Rumi, a chorus calling me to take them home. I do....

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the old bones of the past

~of Michael We talk over the old bones of the past, The way people sitting beside a campfire Take a stick and poke the dying embers of flame Licking the last log-remnants Burning in the night air of...

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how she loves

As the mirror loves The face reflected – As the water loves The sun that warms it – As the lake loves The night that chills it – As the air loves The lungs that breathe it – As the … Continue reading →

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How will you serve the world?

The shift of creating from a more personal perspective to creating as a way of serving the world wasn't totally new to me. My first writings and Infinity Forum Magazine were easily "activist oriented"...

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One Touch

One touch. Handshake a million years ago meaning -- only the imprinted energy remained your signature  written in the palm of my hand. Continue reading →

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wet trail of falling

Drizzle of raindrops across a broken rose its sunburnt edges of yellowing leaves green grass blades Drip and drizzle moves shimmers rolls plops to another petal falls drifts streaks wet trail of...

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The Guy at McDonald’s/Cool Grandma

The guy at McDonald’s doesn’t know…It was a bitch to get moving this morningbecause a million speckled memories of pastmistakes, regrets, sad hours, memories heldme to the bed as I tried to wake up....

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