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

Saturday, February 11, 2012


sluicing waters language/flow and mass
sifting shallows of liquid laughter(what we share with one another
a line sparkles/shines/is remembered
held under glass for examination.If best,kept under light
presented for inspection for those who value
alluvial shine of valued speech/deep vein gold wisdom
Each nugget needs be stripped of accoutrements
Only concentrated aphorisms last/ages flash past
quotations sustain us/until their weight and specific gravity
is weighed against the scales of history.Forgotten gems lost.
Repeat...Say in sweeter phrases.Dilute to HALLMARK
Bowlderise.Make it New(cliche!). Until gold is Fool's Gold(iron pyrites
"All that glitters..

it is not the stone you hold within your palm
nor huge monoliths you stare with camera eyes
even less the avalanche of pebbles-more
the intention and result of Sacredness/alignment
with WHAT IS/until we can feel and see
the point of valued gravities.

and if your diamond is blood
all your furs were animal
what you wear is stories
of another.

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