Understanding the language of the soil…
“Understanding the language of the soil gives me a
Browsing Category:
1 The River of Life — The Art of Living
As my world turns upside down
Woke up this morning
and damn but if the world
has not again spun on its axis
and without my permission
turning my world upside down
When Spring come to the soul
Oh to be erotically alive in this world!
What joys and sorrows are sure to visit
and to be willing to let each in
to so receive the embrace
of unspeakable beauty and wonder and heart break
Well have you…?
Oh here you go again Larry
with another of your “Have you…” poems…
But truly
have you even smelled the air today
What’s a little odor got to do with it?
For the first time in a weekI look in the mirrorsix hairshang long out my right nostril A dozen protrudefrom my right ear as to beg for combingor at least…
Follow home the threads of truth and love
My skin grows scratchy and itchy
and I sense the time for shedding
is again come upon me
as the self I thought myself to be
is both too large and too small
for meeting the challenges of my days
My sister died yesterday
My sister died yesterdayand now as if seeking to be seen more clearlyat 2 AM will not let me sleepBeverlyn Kay GloverJuly 15, 2020—January 7, 1947with experimental brain tumor surgery…