| my muse, natura is a tree more alive than most she dances with legs of soft wood each mighty wind she stretches her branches far, as i move swift, tai chi under her lurid branches my muse, natura leads me into the lone groves to lift my voice in awe of the glory surrounding me my muse is the protector of this land and i her sheep my godself convenes with her daily in the trees beneath the water I drink deep the noise from her flute her intonations singe my eyebrows her loudness crashes my eardrums though the pitch is so familiar natura sings sweet while I inscribe celebratory syncopations on her frame in subsequent days she will shed this shell all of my rough drafts but for now they incase her | ||
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voices for justice
tonight we break the silence
because the stories can no longer be denied
the silenced voices needing justice
we want to sing their songs loud
tonight, we want to sing to the people keeping them down
we want to sing to those like us
who haven’t heard the solemn sounds
sing songs, break down the walls
the rumble comes from the souls
the hum rises above each home
as we join hands in solidarity
the truth surfaces
and this clamor cannot be silenced
tonight, we sing songs of prejudice, dishonesty, and blindess
of those tired of being lied to
and those tired of being hidden
their weary souls can find rest here
as we raise our own voices
for justice
tonight, my voices is for justice
tonight, our voices will sing
sing the stories
You left the light on, baby
The soup got cold
the day you left
it on the stove.
One of those yummy
soups my tummy really
loved, warm.
Soup just isn’t the
same cold.
The wind is cold
and you aren’t the same.
The crackers went stale
when you left
them out on the counter.
You never seem to put
things away.
You tucked our dreams
away, and forgot the crackers
and left our dreams out
to get stale.
I came home to the TV
the day you left
it on in our bedroom.
I always turned
your lights off.
But then you never
came back.
You tucked the pillows
and left our dreams
out on the bedside table
to spoil.
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