perhaps his heart
is too bright
for your boxy, measured world
perhaps his wonder
isn’t brandable
in your tight space, rat race
bullies come
and bullies go
(they tend to find each other)
love remains
truth remains
(free the boxes)
the scent of amber rose petals sprinkled on your chest and beyond heartsong offered with daily gifts of poetry or love stirred into two cups with one spoon once you sang to me and i quivered once
I do. I do bruise easily. I often like bruises in strategic places on my body but on my heart, not so much. The words that both scare the fuck out of me and that I most want to hear (with the right person) are: “When can I see you again?” I feel so vulnerable…
When I am deeply rooted in my own power and take full responsibility for my life, my spirit can soar free. My spirit is not beholden to gravity and the rules of the physical world but my body is. The nature of reality, according to many belief systems is that the physical world is an…
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Today’s randomly-chosen word comes from the Tao Te Ching. I picked up a copy at a used bookstore yesterday to use for blackout poetry and decided to use it for our word which is others (from book one XX). I don’t have much to say today. I just wanted to paint with my blood again ,…
“Like water, be gentle and strong. Be gentle enough to follow the natural paths of the earth and strong enough to rise up and reshape the world” ~Brenda Peterson In order to be strong enough to rise up I need to acknowledge where I haven’t been that strong (and in order to be gentle, I…