Sharing from the spirals of my death walk
Spirit EyesBorn into this world I am through the one womb that gives birth to both Life and DeathTo say “Yes!” with my heart’s wholeness to one is to equally…
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3 The Power of Arrival
Morning Delight!
I woke this morning. Didn’t have to be this way. How easy to take such and walk away without notice Like this breath And this one too Each a gift…
What they ask of me
The need for celebration great
And every embrace of life
Opens portals for birthing more
Wonders and mysteries of existence
Looking into the mirror of what it is
To be alive
And awake
Oh for the courage to look within
“This is harder than I thought it would be Not having hair I think it makes me feel vulnerable somehow I’ll lean into that today and see where it takes…
The Poetry of Our Living
“The chemo will take your hair,” Dr. says.“No it won’t,” she declares.“The hair is mine.I’ll do with as I please,gift away as I choose.” “Want to feel my hairone last…
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