Tag: love?

  • Growth Is Not Hitting Yourself With A Stick

    Growth Is Not Hitting Yourself With A Stick

    I will try all methods including being struck before I strike

  • A Call To Hearts And Arms

    A Call To Hearts And Arms

    You are the anti strength and I don’t know If I’m strong enough to overcome you. You are chaos and I don’t know if I can put you in order before death I’m looking at the inversion you talk as if you know you talk as if you know things that I know that you […]

  • A VOTING Hippo Crit!

    A  VOTING Hippo Crit!

    Whatever you do… If you VOTE today do not use it as an excuse to be finished and stick your sticker proudly as if the goal is to wear a sticker on your lapel. If you VOTE today do not celebrate the act alone as if it’s a final chapter as if the book can […]

  • Something’s Changed

    Something’s Changed

    I am possessed I allow the possession like a child allows a tantrum I am like a child but then… why rage against that isn’t one rage enough and so the monster gets fed and the monster isn’t the child So what is the monster Am I a rudderless ship in a landless sea more […]

  • Love Behold

    Love Behold

    There’s no clamouring in my head, I want to hike and tend the garden and exhausted, settling in my bed breathe a breath of peace and freedom.   In a world where neighbours care enough not to interfere when your family is protected but not by those who’s tool is fear.   In a child’s […]

  • All around the Hamlet Mist shrouds green And pokes of roof Field unfurls to mountain and stream Runs over a billion stones The symphony of water And birdsong in the forgetting light And people spending time with one another. The Earth is not an elder It is not up to the Earth. The Earth is […]

  • The pump is primed It’s been some time Fertile and frantic Earth Fertile to give and frantic to live Every breath betrays The stillness of mist on mountains Even the animals Especially the animals Fight to survive Must fight to survive. And yet such sublime light And smell of gentle forest and hillside And lilacs […]

  • Growing Up

    Growing Up

    “I am a rock, I am an island… and a rock feels no pain and an island never cries” – Paul Simon When I became a man, I put away childish things – 1 Corinthians There is nothing to be ashamed of Your stacking of the rocks of your island has been a measure of […]

  • You Can’t Run Away From Yourself

    You Can’t Run Away From Yourself

    A boy has never learned real trust the kind that grows down deep internal his father points to what he must and all of it, it is external

  • A Young Boy Amidst The Din And Papers Of The World

    A Young Boy Amidst The Din And Papers Of The World

    And even as he wonders if that is all there is He knows it can’t be true because he is alive.

  • The Power Of Humans

    The Power Of Humans

    Two people loved each other It was clear and true between them They did not understand what hurt meant They did not know it was possible They lived, in love. There was a person who was afraid Why? We do not know And, for now, it doesn’t matter This person knows hurt is possible They […]

  • What is love

    What is love but the leftovers after the plates and dishes of the soul the scraps and spills and the dirty wine glasses lipsticked rims have been cleared away That, is love. What is love but the remains after the war and torn bodies have gone back to the earth and the machines are silent […]