REPUBLIC OF TEARDROPS

This is for loss-life,limb,love,laughter
that which will not see 2011,or make it through a TSA shakedown
(You cannot laugh in airports,but you can cry!)
Emotions have cycles too-larger and deeper than years
small as tears.When we are told to fear,i become afraid.
Absence of respect haunts every public private space.
You may choose to end your story-but do not take me with you
This boat passage may be steerage-but age brings gifts
We are here to learn.I earn e motion.In the Republic of Teardrops
i mourn the loss of life of innocents-civilians 90% of casualties in war.
Those whose passing was both unexpected and unwanted
Those who went for foolish and religious reasons
Those who left their flesh invaded by violence
Those diseased to fatality,fading from memory
Those who are here only partially-diminished capacities
Those who lack motion,or laughter,depressed ,repressed,suppressed
Those whose freedom is a cage.Those who have none
Those homeless souls who wander ,wanting
Those giving souls who have their gifting stolen
Every one without a name.All those who want one
And all the losses one cannot itemize-memory being little
life being large,enough to enter the room of a new year
welcoming the baby of the new,Janus of January,
all who have made it through/all who want to
Every beaming,brilliant,bright and shining reason to renew
Every singular unique part of every one of you!

the age of ageing
slower now,with more to reminesce
where once a visitor,now elder coffee breakfast discounts
teeth original,but (like memories)-some missing
when did those lines creep in?
when child at the knee of huge elders
noted their river gulch faces
now many i know (or knew-are shadows
i share their stories for they have gone
ahead of us,to see what happens
Sit in sunshine more,stealing time back
choose my company and when to dream back
long lines of faces known and un-
go and come,return and smile
(we are only here a little while)
so if in the passage of your time,we coincide
please know how much i enjoy the ride