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

Wednesday, December 14, 2011


i have my father's blue and Irish eyes
his smile and his temper
like some kraken that erupts intermittently
i never know when he will visit

i have my mother's sense of humor
her smile and her generosity
when folk attempt to spin me stories
i tell them about my family

my sisters say i remind them
of uncle bernie when procrastinating
i do delay decisions until
i can be sure of them

i can be fiery father
or working mother
i am not another
where i come from is not where i stay

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