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


Tuesday, October 26, 2010

MANY MASKS

Onion life/we claim core
end with scent of wolf
elusive smoke/seeking fire
burnt hands and offerings
Settling down(one becomes stone)
Altars made of such foundation
Even stone emotes/substance fills space
and time is what it takes to break
Pyramids and monuments
They are masks,too-
what happens within less
than appearances.
It is the finding/recognition that affirms
What happens next is always exploration
This is why we dig-
to find our selves.

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