your flesh sustains me…
i see through your eyes.
your lips quench my thirst,
your heart feeds my hunger.
your darkness my womb,
your emptiness fills me…
you are my body,
and i am yours!
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i am the old farm house,
the mule and the plow,and momma’s family Bible.i am the single shot.22,squirrel dumplings,and strawberry pie.i am collard greens,pintos, and cornbread.i am the field plowed,wood cut and stacked.jars of green beansstacked on the shelf.i am the work hardened hand,and the gentle touch.i am the simple things,that cant be bought.i am generation after generation,footstep after footstep.the prayer…
there’s more than we allow.beneath the grain, born in the pain,the reality of now.Jesus saves, yet we dig the graves,for the poor and downtrodden.not much loss, they pay the cost,the beaten and forgotten!my religion is compassion.swords to plowshares slowly fashioned.you can be what you imagine….unconditional, true passion!
sexual whispers
the dirt and the failures,and the phone not answered.the fireplace gone cold,the trees stripped bare….the blare of the news,cutting deep to the quick.the anger, and the lostness,without direction or virtue.dust on the Bible,a box of shells by the bed.sexual whispers,or just memories, and need!
intelligence measured…
black robes, dialogue,swords arrogant drawn…wisdom though,validated by experience,cannot be measured,but knows enough tokeep the sword in the sheath!
plant and animal rights,
no difference here!all built onthe actions of respect.and sadly,what we’ve lost,and cant seem to find,is respect!
left foot, right foot,
eyes fixed straight ahead….drawn by the spectreof our own greed;use it up, throw it out,use it up, throw it out….hardened and lifeless,eaten from withinby the maggots of ego…deaf to the criesof our own children,blinded by the ‘God’of cyber technology…strip the fields,cut down the forests…mine the mountains,we pee in our owndrinking water, andwalk away….leaving nuclear tracksin…