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


Thursday, December 8, 2011

deep,dark,tears,sleep

we are seasons -ages define /defy us
we sleep though centuries /wake up slowly
each epiphany obvious to others/daylight
disturbs us when we can deep dream
work demands we adhere to another's calendar
if we were bird(nesting,resting
animal(burrow,hidden away
even sea creatures go dark in depths
slip shadows when seasons hunt them
Recovery takes lifetimes/lifelines thrown
to rescue remedy us when shallowness
drowns us inappropriately-we actually need dreams
to get through each counted clock.Rhythms sustain us.
Tick of scratch time,tock of old patterns
We swing between the moods of reaching out
and withdrawing within ourselves.Nautilus shells,
oceans within us.

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