may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!


Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA


Friday, July 16, 2010

circle cycle saga(for Boris Pasternak)

knowing only that attention falters
full flame flickers
intention fails to convince
(all else habitual)
to build a house above the changes
to make a fence between all moments
dividing the "NOW" from all"THENS"
just to allow clocks their credence
and in the walking daylight
gather friends like sticks/to keep them warm
when needing and in need of them
this tiny heat illumined
and we will burn together
now content /one heated heart
close companions/free as air
twice as warmed
by their freedom/we breathe again
knowing only attention
falters/full flame flickers/again.

ABOVE THIS SIDEWALK COFFEE SHOP
sky blue fringe culture/buildings huddle
(all their wisdom-retail
birds rent skywards/vertical as joy
wings sculptured harvests
hunting for a meal
beneath them,we wing-
1/2 wars sea earth/fire stone round
earth ball roll/hungry for belief
and when you stop/they slap
a digital parking ticket
to prove that bird needs air to lift it
song needs ears /to make it winged.

THIS IS SPECIFIC(if it were not for you
these words would be as unseen as dew
lost as forests,forgotten as footsteps beneath tides
and the deep in you revives me/like one lost lizard
zoo-escaping,finds the wild(between our lines
unites with all winged and feral/unties the bonds of habit
gains a new and darker power-beyond borders
the way out of fear,the unlocked door.midnight to dawn,unguarded fence
uncounted,unnamed place where we will not go without protection
and we can be as safe as sin/knowing this night will cover everyone
and to inhabit the deep allows all shallow to find its level
cling to shore,dream deep sweated fears out-
to find a way where there was no way.Until now.

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