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Monthly Archives: July 2012
impossible to hide how I spark heat
impossible to hide how I spark heat in blushes lit harder than morning sun slaps glass my skin the window and that beam can burn prismed fingers tickling fire from dry grass/my spirit ignition
desire
this want threads through all my space love at a molecular level so much me I cannot say where this body ends and desire begins it is all one
Originally posted on Susan Daniels Poetry:
1. Microscopy Life unfolds silent in space small as the pupil of an eye I eavesdrop chemical language, tangled helices I cannot translate. among these threads our grandmother’s recipes; love and bread, herbs that…
Posted in New Free Verse
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We explore
Originally posted on hovercraftdoggy:
Benagil Sea Cave, Algarve, Portugal / unknown photographer
Posted in New Free Verse
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spirit of the forest
the green man hides face carved in church corners protecting or appeased large god of growing things father and groom his eternal dying cycles ripen to john barleycorn harvests if I were wild and old as this wisdom I would … Continue reading
Posted in New Free Verse, Religion and Spirituality
Tagged faith dissonance, Greenman, Pagan, poetry
12 Comments
my worship
1. so, you would gamble with God as your ante of desperation you would put God in a book, in a box filed in a place in your life you take out and put away at your convenience only speak … Continue reading
silence without the vow
beyond words, I have echoed the pulse of this planet, felt shifts in heat and magnetism drift from pole to pole in worship, sometimes there is a vow of silence or a moment of it wordlessness begins a knowing, an essential … Continue reading
Posted in New Free Verse, silence
Tagged divisions, perception, poetry, self, Vow of silence
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