Sunday, April 23, 2017

AFTER THE SWEAT

AFTER THE SWEAT

Washed clean of doubts in the 
lodge last night,
The moon rose smiling sideways,
The fire painted portraits of
 grandfathers in the hot stones,

Ancient hollow bones raise me up until
I am standing in the sky,

From here and now
I can see both present, past and future
clearly.










Monday, April 17, 2017

IMPOSSIBLE FEATS

Impossible Feats

Return to me my faith
in man,
After all the broken words we speak,
After our daily mundane agendas are achieved,
After cruelty and selfishness...

A juggler does the impossible!
A piece of art blows your mind!

Or better yet,
You see a loving kindness,
A human being humane,
This is what inspires me
and drives me back, to sane.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

LIGHT

 LIGHT

We are so afraid of death
we surrender the adventure!

Somehow for some reason 
or no reason at all
we choose to choose what we think of as safety
when in truth we are really choosing
fear,

Fear is running our lives
fear is what builds skyscrapers made of insurance policies
that are meant to assuage our fears but,

do they?!


Naw-

Fear is what we’ve been taught,
not on purpose 
cause we all know
parents love and they/we do the best we can
and all the rest but

we cannot teach what we cannot reach,
and fear my friends
is far from light,
and light is what all life reaches for.






Saturday, April 1, 2017

Otter's Song: NO MORE ROLE MODELS PLEASE!

Otter's Song: NO MORE ROLE MODELS PLEASE!: 40115 When I was in high school my hero and role model was Clint Eastwood. So cool he didn’t even speak!  It was very important fo...

Otter's Song: NO MORE ROLE MODELS PLEASE!

Otter's Song: NO MORE ROLE MODELS PLEASE!: 40115 When I was in high school my hero and role model was Clint Eastwood. So cool he didn’t even speak!  It was very important fo...

Sunday, March 5, 2017

JUST BY OPENING!

JUST BY OPENING

I was told to read something spiritual everyday
So I reached for Rumi but stopped-
A dog barked,
a crow squawked,
I stood and walked into the wild green world before me.

Why read poetry when you are
Surrounded by poetry?
Why read poetry when you can
Become a poem yourself
In an instant just by opening to the world around you.