Once there was another time
Where land was free as much as earth
There I had to choose my design
To which I fraught many days
A mind I cannot call my own
Sitting on another block of stone
Then again I’m not alone.
Once there was another time
Where I would walk so free
Hill and creek, valley and stream
Beneath and between my toes
Here and there was my desire
I’d harvest as I pleased
To where my heart would sit upon
A mossy bank of shade
Take the time to digest heat
And settle on a plan.
Tag: earth
Sound of the Earth (day 1831)
Day is delight
Far from Autumn sun
A rising in the sea
And I’ve begun to swim
Cry wisdom worth
Healthy canopy
Following deep worth
Sound of the earth
Ode to the Soil (day 1755)
Sweet dirt, my soil;
Great bounty of life.
Breathing and heaving and turning delight.
You break down my blossoms
And decompose your own waste
To help nurture all life
Balanced, and full of bugs and worms.
Your kindness is forgiving,
Your consistency is staggering,
Your patience is humbling,
Your vitality encouraging.
Even your air is enlivening –
Quite literally in fact.
And if until forever I had
Betwixt my fingernails and toes
Your rich presence to look at
Your heart in my hand,
I’d forever be full
Of everything I’d ever need
Until the day at last did come
For me to join thee, forever free.
Dionysians (day 1740)
I’ve written about an ancient earth
Left to crawl alone, alone.
Shaken and blurred with ghastly turd
To wrastle for each their top.
All in time a second chance
To few artistic Dionysians,
Who left their mark in deep white sand,
Unintelligible and very discreet.
One Armed Row (day 1684)
Night’s fog had rolled on in
Long voyage to harbour – land ho!
Land at last for this ragged show.
Three fog horns led our fearless captain –
A man too honest for sailor’s gin,
All the way to One Armed Row.
Choicest of ales, where great seamen go,
And also toiled our captain’s sin.
She smiled at all who crossed the hearth:
Fodder for jealous types stuck out in open sea;
Mirth for all at One Armed Row.
Our captain, pure soil of the earth,
Led his men, each as anxious as he
To find what seeds they each could sow.
Landslide (day 1659)
As grateful as a rock could be
Would every pebble fail to see
The romantic air forcing thee
Into the earth, never to be free.
Perhaps it’s ignorance to not believe
Such life is misery,
Forever free, I am the bee
Landslide and I am set free.
Evening Rainbow (day 1564)
I watched a rainbow slowly cross the sky last night,
Wishing upon the earth two saintly moments of fleeting clarity
That soon washed into the sea
With a distant siren that bled maroon.
My kaleidescope of love patterned Opalesque
Onto the back of my hand,
Which I watched like a psychedelic memory
Until once again the giant autumn sun
Quivered in the darkening sky
And laid its sleepy plans and rustic tools down
For an evening of mystery and forbidden colors.
Golden Lotus (day 1534)
Peaceful arches emanate from my heart
Like a golden lotus from this earth
And with my love it will bloom again
Into eternal heaven’s sweet view.
Licked Bones (day 1503)
You clawed my earth with your sharpened talons,
Piercing skin and lapping this dripping blood.
I wasn’t a victim, no, I was the victor!
Not a gram spoiling as bones were licked like molasses;
Surviving and thriving. Delving.
Gripping tight, and expecting evermore.
Water (day 1482)
This heart, this heart,
So crisp and clear,
No honesty is left unsaid,
No crevice left unfed.
Hastily moving in torrential exalt
From heavens above
To earth, far below.
And in this journey –
Over cliffs and through ponds,
Your kindness forgets no soul,
No hand left out to dry.
No creature, living nor dead,
Escapes your kind flow,
Effortlessly flowing abundantly
In a perfect example of life.
Symmetry.
And mine toes! They’re freedom!
When dipped in your stead.
No greater feeling alive,
Nor consistently fed
Then your bounty to my bread.