poem 136/365:2016

I taught her to give birth

and her me to be a man—

enough to love her

//

mothers give birth to men

who will give them love or grief…

Poem 132/365:2014

casting love as shade
dancing in the wind with grace
—mothers are our trees

we are deserts without them;
loveless—a shore without sea

Shooting Stars

this is for the messengers transitioned and still in position.

Haikai 340/365:2013 [for Madiba]

freedom—a long quest
pulling the branch of a tree
we spring without fall

~
summer clashing with winter
we fight or die to survive

Haiku 295/365:2013 | for Zebulon

your smile warms the heart

that mourns the sun in autumn

where time turns winter

Haiku 297/365:2013 | Dawnsong to Askia

I heard the dawn’s song
sacred as our breaths give birth
to old and new souls

Ode to the 200th Follower

now we belong here

with words and images bound

through thought we live on

~

who expresses without thought

a poem without eyes to see

 

Come again…sun

This respiring
of time
renewal of mind and matter,
out of womb
rebirth,
A resurrection—of dead things
redemption
reconstructing
the order of old things.