Popular posts from this blog
Poems. I wrote some poems. I call this little collection "Forth and Back"
One Actor Indefatigable spirits flag not In the face of Obstacle, stale air, Standardization, Or achievement, But nourish caring hearts Through handcuffed and assassination-rife times. Racism has many costumes But only one actor, The infant, fearful soul. Go Peace, she whispers, And lets go her soul. Takes forever leave of it. And it From her. Intention At some urgent last moment I will know that it is. If I do not manage a smile You must remember that Was my most intended intention. Stop You say to stop Right where I am. How could I stop Where I’m not? Pi Ease along now Even as you will Yourself to stay put. Just how many Realities can we be? Perhaps Pi. What Open any door and stand In what you have made, An opening framed by…what? Watch what the door kept hidden, What it kept from you, What kept being Without you. Beyond this portal Are more portals And within each, More portals,
Comments