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, March 22, 2011

illusion control

your eyes watching Japan and Libya,Egypt ,Yemen,Bahrain, Tunisia
i remember kissing my Godmother Mrs Long/watching her spit out meat
she could no longer digest(we as knee high could not understand decaying elders-
now digital children text while we talk,watch us with wariness
while we all watch huge screens -war,waves,devestation
decay is us in time limited frames/apportioned space
within a family world and personal/both blood.
Wanting no wars between,we are diplomatic
speak gently,carry no grievance,are as generous as we can be
while wind and waves of radiation import our human family.
You know this,yet watch as if we have control
As if a bomb can change behaviour/as if fear can be assuaged
Witnesses see us as participants /a birthday moved up in caution
Gathering tribes while it is possible(one day,no planes-a "no-fly"world)
Environment is us.We break off like glaciers,burn up like Mexican forests.
Wild within extinct.No laughing airports.Every time we meet might be our..

This is why we preciously await you/in trust your bright being
illumines us with positive examples /to break all borders between us
usher in peace,prosperity,poetry for every consenting sentient
Happy Birthday,mother (and our Mothership Planet).We are one.

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