Children of the great Mystery — All
I am a child of you, Stars and Sun,
of you, Fire, spark and flame of my life
in every cell of my body
That I Am
I am a child of you, Stars and Sun,
of you, Fire, spark and flame of my life
in every cell of my body
That I Am
I have an affinity for the unseen natures of our world. Things like tree roots surfacing briefly catch my attention for how it is they navigate like serpents of the…
“Understanding the language of the soil gives me a
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
Oh here you go again Larry
with another of your “Have you…” poems…
But truly
have you even smelled the air today
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…
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