23 years@Manchaca Library-
she knew Pasha from Chicago House
and High Times Tea Bar and Brain Gym
Retired because libraries and librarians were sidelined
for firefighters and APD.No respect for literacy/community..
"Drop the resentment!" Remember forgiveness
when alienation empowered personal expression
Even art refuses change.Remains framed.
If at this age,I am still my father.All those years...lost
Birthday.No one came
Re-birthday.Same.
You are on a train/boat/plane of existence
I am here and not here simultaneously
This is not a poem.It is a GPS to find you
Temple Poets grew old and left the stage
so new voices could sing on the firing range.
If i fail to give (you all you feel you need
will you recognize me in your mirror?
MY BOOK OF LIGHT
The poets of Temple meet the poets of Salado
Small town links move to Dripping Springs and Wimberley
Every peaceful gathering forestalls Armageddon
Seeking harmonic souls-pilgrimaged
to garage sales on saturday mornings.Met poets
who knew poets i knew(smiling-they had given up
So i bought all their stories..
it is the Gathering of Light
that illuminates each separated reflector/meditating
upon unitary consciousness
She leads by example-i follow where she glows
Every path is underwater in a fishy world
Those who left life early
miss the end credits
and deleted scenes!
The possibilities for extended pleasure
limit suicide to 3 syllables
(I prefer a whole life sentence)
The Gulf between oil pelicans and us
is in the seafood chain we are eating
Until we limit consumption
WE are a closed system
By supporting poetry,
(enlightened selfishness)
you co-create sanctuaries
for the blind
I decided to swing through each Golden Moment
as if i were a Silver Surfer!
Connection collects sentients=
bridges between islands!
Everything you feel(you say
is new until your next new
Now!
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