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, August 23, 2011

eye of the beholder


my 1991 frog green Suburu coughs and farts
a little messy in all aspects
survives via infusions of power
steering fluid/yet gets me to where
i am going to.I want no more !
Utility is beauty /enough for me
To meet the perceived need 
is all i ask .Excess is extra/and we
have only time to love and to release
We cannot take our Suburu to heaven when we go
so let it last our lifetime so we know
what is green may not be gold.

To see a Houston toad hop slowly away
when morning finds me handwatering weeds
a sign that all is well in Heaven(Frog Heaven -and we
are allowed to live with them/enough
to last this desert drought -and laugh

Frogs and snakes love watering holes
This is where the Rainbow Serpent goes
When water goes,frogs disappear
becoming haiku ghost frogs 
who live within
 

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