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, November 29, 2011

when a stone or a coin is thrown like bread upon waters

it may skip and dance until the gravity of the situation sinks in
it will then drop all pretensions to wings
and reassess the distance between sky,sea,land and sand
and how far one can live between loves
In the leaving of one hand (to another outstretched
hugs and smiles ,welcome and warm
a land of candles and blankets
Illusion alone-cold brittle bone
in the reaching out is the coming in
aligned energies parallel with infinities
Whether breathing water or air,
it is the between loves no man's land
where the hand outstretched is a bridge
and you can walk towards and within
Here is the welcome hand -your two combined
Let land and sea and air merge lovingly/elementally
Let stones and coins release their weighted thoughts
so feathers may fall with ease ,comfort and joy

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