The ground feels solid
When I'm spilled all over it
In bruised petals
Until I get it under my fingernails
And the land upon which we depend
Crumbles into piles of lost possibility
Beneath the surface a seed gestates
Cradled by the heat of the earth
A womb made of dirt.
TimeThe metronome of progress Even when we stop For a break Time marches onward We will have to run To catch up. Fall too far behind and We fear Spending our whole lives Hidden by shadows Chasing light Looking behind clouds To find more clouds Grudges shackled to our ankles Expectations binding our wrists Weights of want And no one within shouting distance.
The fog is thick as dirt Like we are buried Beneath the crust But even underground We are not alone Surrounded by Fungi and worms Moles and insects Billions of micro organisms Pay attention with every sense Notice The movement The earth shifting around us We are the axis Life is on all sides In all cracks No matter how deep We've fallen.
I don't know what I'm looking at anymore We try and try and try again
Some days we get better and somedays we get worse
The sky turns pink and we turn away
The rain falls and we call it a nuisance
The night settles and we go to bed
The morning comes and we waste it away
I don't know what I'm doing anymore
Distractions circumnavigate my head
Doubt settles in my bones
Something isn't right
Materialism Pollution Racism
Sugar Alcohol Gossip Magazines
Impatience Dishonesty Power Wars
I want to jump out of bed in the morning
Drink tea Walk in the rain Salute the sun
Kiss my loves Hold my littles Embrace myself
Write Read Move Learn Teach Love
I have a hunch there's more out there
We are like little ants on one sidewalk on one street
Unseeing past the horizon, unaware of the infinite
The country, the planet, the galaxy, the universe
Matter and energy
Vibrating on the frequency of us.
The last spray of lemongrassThe first note of deluge, sew Shut the eyes and bare witness To divine intervention, the air Smells heady as cracked leather Ominous like tsunami sirens Betraying the quietude of lingering Waves swallowing with infinite jaws Leaving behind empty sloughed Away skins and skeleton roads From up here on the crest I see Them run, dragging leaden feet As they consider making their Resting place the ocean, cold with Serenity yet welcoming, simple Enough to be swept away like Coming from a lover's touch.
Perhaps we have reached the endForsaken by everything trustworthy Starved by our own prerogative Festering into odious spunk Never mind the shelf life lasts Forever. Our toes point behind us Our fingers point somewhere in The distance, an arabesque into The future, two uneven halves Divided with nothing left for the Now. We mow our grass though It never stops growing, we pay For superfluous insurance just To be safe. We spurn safety For money, we declare war on Life by spraying verdure with Poison, we hedge the present With gold and still moments captured By the lens, immortalized by the Screen, because we matter and Those smiles will someday climax And though we prepare for it, we Will never be ready for it, so what I pray is the point in trying?
Push yourself keep on keeping onPersistence pays off, hard work will be Rewarded, everything is worth it, honest They lie through sepia-toned teeth
Mine are alabaster, linear and sturdy I brush three times per day and I never Ever floss. I can't stand spitting out Plasma and platelets, red warning signs
Of whats to come. The soul is not Made of sweat nor earth but possibly Sunshine, magical brilliance ripening Fruit, growing greens and euphoria
Nuzzling the center of every nucleus Where questions become answers Simply by losing the question mark And the customary inflection of doubt.
I sleep not, rest notEat not, taste not Kiss not, love not Unless I'm with You
Take my fingers I know they're cold, let's Travel to panoramic views Where mountains float like Birds
I'll wait while you collect Souvenirs of this entanglement My wings flapping in rhythm With the cycles of the Moon
Once she's carried me home Turn your face towards heaven I'll return as a raindrop I'll caress your face with Water
There is no end to us As there was no beginning We exist as points upon the circle Repeating this infinite Loop.
Run. Run far away andPlease do come back, not like A boomerang, like you. I want you rosaceous red Steeped in clouds and sweat, Brown like earth so deep it is Impossible to dig up. Tall like The volcano in the distance Reminding us of our inadequacy. Murderous like the abominable Snowman, not a monster nor a Storybook creation but a man Who kills foxes with his bare Hands and wrestles snarling bears When they've eaten his dog's Heart, leaving the rest to rot. I want the tears of people You've never touched to flow Leaving a trail of crumbs Blue dots in white snow indicating The road you've traveled, like Plastic bottles hanging off of Tree branches. I will always find you You will always find me. Once you've Felt their pain in your kidneys In every compartment of your spine You can return to me. Leave the Remains buried atop the volcano Where there's a view, where his Spirit will want to visit, where we Will want to visit, too. For we are Never far from the paradise we built It lives inside our beating hearts Like a ship in a bottle, filed away under "Secrets" until our brains turn off and we Exist in the context of bright light rather than Love and fear, God's yellow face, the dots Piercing the night sky: stars or airplanes Or alien dimensions.
When he comes homeHe brings her a ring Tangerine butterfly trapped In plastic like a song. She touches the wings Trying it on each finger Turning it round and round Like the moon circling earth. He runs, she follows He chases, she runs They fall together Like two crumbling towers. Laughter feeding wild flowers Animals foraging treasures Plants hiding minerals, Making wishes on dandelions And dirt cakes with buried spoons. Romping amongst twilight Awash in pink delight Brother the leader Sister the keeper, No parents allowed Please go back inside.
"Hints of Heaven" by Lucy Miller Robinson
The sun breaks over the horizon Lighting up the billows The candy-colored sky, A strip of pale sunshine in water Quivers and reflects and glows Boundless like me. We are gradients of ice into light Blue becoming red, While the clouds grant us hints of heaven Always leaving Always coming.
For the skies Though they cry
We are protected from their blows.
For the earth
Though she ails
Our food still grows from her.
For the trees
Though we cut them
They breathe out what we breathe in.
For the dandelions
Though we pull them
They multiply for the sake of our nourishment.
For the roses
Though we possess them
They infuse our homes with beauty.
For the water
Though we poison it
It flows to quench our thirst.
For the bumble bees
Though we fear them
They spread sweetness where it's needed.
For the spiders
Though we kill them
They catch flies because we cannot.
For the animals
Though we abuse them
They play with us, feed us, love us.
For the small farms
Though the government has failed them
They haven't failed the earth.
For the cities
Though war ravages them
They rise up, striving for change.
For the global economy
Though greed afflicts it
It will soon die and be reborn.
Though we lean heavily upon it
It has brought us together.
For old friends
Though we've drifted
They will always be a part of who we are.
For best friends
Though we never have enough time
The time we do have spreads across lifetimes.
Though we leave so much unsaid
The hugs we share say everything.
Though we tarnish you with expectation
You are the most perfect, fallible creatures.
For true loves
Though we take you for granted
You make us better.
For the dreamers
Though you see darkness
You look towards the light.
Though you rip hearts
You fill them and mend them.
Though we eat too much
We unbutton our pants and eat more.
My Thanksgiving table, though I did not host Thanksgiving at my home.
VenomSlithers and slices Shoots and fights.
Nature Nurtures and suckles Shackles and kills.
The living Desperate to matter Thirsty for more.
The dead Are gone to us But where did they go?
Other dimensions Far and near As real as this one.
The unknown One step ahead We'll never catch up.
Fear Feeds on the unknown Festers in the faithless.
Faith The only way To be okay.