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


Saturday, June 25, 2011

rain me(night gardens

moon me(dewdrop flowers
all night dreaming trails
delivered in wetness
awaken-tanks full of silver
splash on garden.Green tomatoes
soon will be red golden
Waters of dreaming sprinkle loving/
ly among the bitter and the sweet
Change!(and it is changes!-heat
is beaten into liquidities.He who waits for love forgets
she has already left.She who hesitates has lost
connections.Plug in.Electric.Motors hum
Rain stops,but clouds do not.Move on-move along
Cloud of Unknowing.Cloud of Wisdom
Cloud computing-offshoring dreams
to bank upon a sweetening.Raining?Yes!
This bliss from tortured Texas heat
has left a lightening .Silent morning
Grass rises for the sun.Clouds stay around
just to make sure everyone gets some.Summer now!
Solstice has come!

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