August 2010
10 posts
“Never be as close minded as a window, which every morning tries to box in the...”
Things I learned about Rain (unfinished)
The rain befriended the silence before
things knew their enemies by name.
The rain is talkative, all plants and animals know this.
The rain finds the softest flesh in a metal roof.
The rain is a vagrant, wandering from sea to cloud
to mist to free fall to ground to sea.
The rain has no home.
The rain holds church in the sewer.
The rain knows its way back inside.
The rain screams from the stomach....
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers...”
– Rumi
“Love may or may not change the person you are loving… but it always...”
Joy (for all those who wanted a copy)
Obese as the night sky is,
its greed does not outweigh the first mouthful of dawn.
I’ll tell you what joy is.
It is the movement of 5,000 men dancing to the voice of 10,000 women.
Their feet wrestling with their knees, to stay beneath them.
A strong and common song pouncing upon their chests.
Joy never lingers long in the apex of another person’s laugh
but I’ve found it reflects perfectly from...
Anonymous asked: why are you the way that you are?
Intimacy
When the Thunder does not tame
the Tender– that is the measure of mercy.
The fold of a Great God
becoming turtle-dove whisper on ear’s curl.
Dare I cup him to myself
as he has cupped me.
Breath against these dirt fickle lips.
Laying down with night,
My side has been a salted field.
No warmth of struggling spring felt inside my flesh.
I wailed at stones and knew my body
as a ghost knows its...
live-for-a-living asked: Your poetry is absolutely amazing. I just wanted to let you know that
“Moments are matchsticks. Our memories, smoke.”
hippiesandcheese-deactivated201 asked: What is your next step in life
