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


Sunday, November 27, 2011

i am not yours(not even mine!

i have fogotten more
than awakefulness
altered states have meant
i am now in Texas
truth in geomancy-fancy that!
all creatures great and small
running jumping,standing still
forget the wolf and bison prairies
happy in their fences
Happy Meals for McDonalds
served up to meat eaters
who are themselves meat
they forget ancestors bones beneath
and thighs between seem kisses stars
when light turns winter in the dark spaces between
the legs of motion and the breeding part.
Cycles,seasons,blankets ,dreams,smiles-
you are yours and will always be so!
At the core of all is

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