Category Archives: presence

Canvas

15 Tuesday Mar 2016

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Being a canvas
life- God- paints upon,
wouldn’t you say it’s only right,
natural,
to celebrate
each bit
from soft eye, scar,
scratch divot curve and curl,
shorter leg and smaller foot
to brisk brilliant sneeze?
Divine art doesn’t exactly
deserve
a critic like you-
or that guy from the coffee shop-
in the end,
does it?

The best drumming

05 Saturday Mar 2016

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The sound of the rain

is the best drumming offered my ears 

in longer than can be said.

When telling a friend

I’m proud of you,

despite how patronizing it may sound, and

I recognize your fortitude,

a clear prayer was spoken-

fuck fortitude.

Amen.

In all the wriggling and stretching and pleading

and embracing,

Love’s got way more faces 

than we can imagine.

A third

13 Saturday Feb 2016

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You’ll never know me

if you think you can take part.

I come only whole.

With gathering greys,

scars, story, flights of laughter,

and underground music..

with blood warmth,

silence, pause, grit and flame,

summer evening touch and wintered sight,

wrinkles, stumbles, pirouettes, wordplay,

curve of neck and sigh…

Beyond misunderstood desire,

I will be invisible.

If ever you decide you can bring

all of you here,

we can dance.

This is two

creating a third.

Sustaining fire

05 Friday Feb 2016

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In sustaining fire

where we both met

what becomes smoke is not the matter.

Essence

doesn’t burn.

If, in flame, you see only loss

merely mettle takes the test.

And if, beyond even that, your heart cries

More,

the task, the unchanging call,

will encircle

with leaping light 

and silent whispers 

to say,

You are enough.

Undertow

25 Monday Jan 2016

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Between here and there
a stumble-
regret, fear, misunderstanding-
and dark becomes a sinkhole,
sky sucking through earth.
The holding fire remains in shadow,
seemingly doused,
for a time
while overhead and underfoot tangle
grip and pull
the many faces of you alone.
In a panic-replacing sigh,
a morning stretch and a here-we-go
momentum of lost space stirs
rich waters.
Silent sparks rise-
a new something takes form.
The undertow may carry promise yet…

Return

30 Wednesday Sep 2015

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For those running running,

forget holding onto your hat-

that which has you trying to flee,

with its tangles and barbs and gashes and claws,

can outrun you

and knows every shortcut

to come out ahead

again

and again and again..

Face what you plead with silently

to go away

Return return

Hold onto your heart instead.

That intricate webbing of blood coursing its way

through all of you,

into toes, and eyelids, and knees.

Your heart, you,

the one constant partner-

wrap tender fingers around the unwanted.

For those working through terror,

For those tending to their rage,

For those who turn, who return-

Your life is yours.