Sunday, July 16, 2017

a poem for later


I am learning

That love can come in

Not like a thunderstorm 

But soft, like a drizzle.

You're slowly and steadily drinking it in.

Or it's drinking you.

By the time you realize it's rain...

You're drenched.

Monday, July 10, 2017

Friday, June 23, 2017

you are (lyrics)

you, you are enough
you are enough

you are everything
you are everything

you are the Winter's quilt
you are the Poet's tongue
you are the roots of a tree
you are its leaves falling

you are the Summer's rain
you are the Child's laugh
you are the Elder's cane
you are everything
you are everything

you are the silenced people's cry
you are the one who stands up
you bring the key to the cage
you sew the wings to their sleeves

and you sing and you sing for their lives
and you sing and you sing for our lives

oh----you are the ocean
oh----you are a drop

oh----you are the mountain
oh----you are a rock

oh----you are the flower
oh----you are the seed

oh----you are the Seeker
oh----you are found.

even when you forget you are, you are
even when you forget you are, you are
even when you forget you are, you are
even when you forget you are, you are

you are a star, a firefly, the moon's rise, the wind's fall
you are everything, you are everything


more than enough
you are



listen to the song here

Monday, May 29, 2017

when I became the blue




most times I think I've escaped you.



but then

water rushes in

and I remember that night
where we melted into each other

the wind, rain, waves
sounding behind, beneath -- through us

you painted me in every different kind of blue --
all the blues from your drawings

the only moments of color
in your ink of black and white

these were the colors that became me.

but was it you who did the painting,
or me who did the dreaming?

did i paint you painting me?

and were the blues from your drawings
the one splash
you allowed yourself to feel?


the splash dried up--


black and white remains.





Tuesday, April 25, 2017

oh say can you see

Is it bombs bursting in air
Or the rockets red glare
That proves in the night
That our flag is still there?

Or is it the way we resist
And the way we persist
The way we defend our immigrants

The way we stand up
Or take a knee
We raise our voices
Or refuse to sing
An anthem steeped in slavery

Oh say can you see, oh say can you see
A future of peace and equity?

Oh say can you see, oh say can you see
A future of peace and equity?

Our anthem was written by Francis Scott Key
A white man, a slave owner
Why is this what we sing?

In the 3rd verse our anthem does gallantly boast:
“No refuge could save, the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave.”

( And you wonder why Kaepernick does take a knee? )

Oh say can you see, oh say can you see
There’s nothing patriotic about slavery
Oh say can you see, oh say can you see
There’s nothing patriotic about slavery

So, we’ll write a new song
Till the stars and the stripes
And the red white and blue
Mean freedom for black folks
Muslims too

For what kind of flag only waves for some?
The few and the rich and the white and the male? ---
Let’s wash the flag from its stains of blood
Let’s change the song so we can proudly hail--

A freedom that means everyone
A freedom that means everyone

Oh say can you see, oh say can you see
A future of peace and equity?
Oh say can you see, oh say can you see
A future of peace and equity?

Monday, January 9, 2017

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