they are mile markers,
paragraphs,
and small points of victory
grounded in nameless defeats!
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trees talk,
exchanging secretswith mountains,older than time.birds speak,and honor the sky,waiting, arms outstretched,for flight….rivers sing,while the big cats pray,the great herds strokethe earth with hooves.fishes gather,flow with the water….sunlight bathes,rain washes away.and the gift of gifts,the air we breathe,pure, full of being,from time unto time!
i am the page earmarked
the end of tired thought,the beginning of passion.i am the spirit of fire,setting buildings ablaze…the bell ringing,in the ancient tower.i am the dark skinned lover,who comes in the night.the sharpened axe,the hammer of dawn.i am the eyes of hunger,and the voice of need.i am the weight of conscience,the trench dug, and feet planted.i am the…
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Wall Street……Main Street….the banks……the government buildings…the courts!….the whole damned country!and re-occupy…our own bodies,demand the rights..of human beings…..being human!
who am i?
every page turned betrays the last,no footprints left on stone!even crows curse the coming storm,the pilgrim trudges snowbound fields.memory dimmed by time and ghosts,sacrificed to the need for sin!be that your body?clothed in naked heat…or the intimate beckoning of death?am i then the spring that never came,that you buried by autumn’s door?the sticky guilt of…
Hiroshima,
or….the greatest sinmankind ever committedagainst itself?leaving atomic shadowsto point fingers at the guiltyon both sides!
i often walk in the quiet of the evening
listening to the sound of her voice,as she speaks of thingsthat men do not understand!and after she leaves,i stand by the stone,waiting for the strengthto push it away!