reading poems by the dead

Now
reading poems by the dead
the land they have gone to
no longer distant and foreign
but maybe an airplane or car ride away
or even just down the street
around the corner
over the hill.
Now the dead are under my feet
all around me
inside my head
folded into the flesh our hearts.
The dead are In another reality,
just inches away
where we will all be together again.

our wings unfurl

We are wild 

domesticated animals

today I send out a wish

that we each let our lights shine

our wings unfurl

our hearts open

forget the rules that got us here

ask, beg, yell for what you need

give, throw, plaster the world with 

your love

give every last drop of blood

give every last drop of blood
reveal every smile

release every tear

let your shrieks of rebellion echo across the hills

scale, climb the walls of houses like squirrels

dance like their tails 

floating behind

leap into beauty

let the night of forgetting 

lay behind on your unmade bed

forgotten

darknesses garden

Mother darkness
and her nothingness
feeds no poem.
she lets go of all love.
she drops you over and over
whether you grasp or cling or release

She shatters
or rots
every precious thing.

And even if you offer yourself, chest open, arms flung wide
facing it all.
Surrendering. accepting.
she simply takes from others as well.

she does not care if we jump or fall
fight or let go

meaninglessness, violence, weapons of war, revenge,
her tools

And while we are alive and in love
we think pain is hers as well
but really
it is just one
of the pretty flowers of her garden
that we do not understand.

The risks of wild things

So you fell in love
With my wild heart
that floods
It's banks
That over flows
With love un-contained
with all the risks, beauty
And dangers of wild things
There is no safe place.
But if you let yourself be swept away
I promise you
A ride
Scarier and more glorious than any you have ever know
Be ready
to hold your breath
Let the waves wash over you
I'll carry you off
To lands unknown
To the deepest velvet lakes
The sun drenched fields 
with bird songs
And the deepest tangled jungles
I'll fill your mouth
I'll wash over you
Paint your body with silty mud
And then lick every inch of you clean again
And in the end 
I'll place you on a sandy beach
Dead or born again
Naked, at peace
Knowing that you
Are the most sacred thing
Created
from the bones of the earth
And the sparks
of stars. 

The War

The war was over 

my body 

the land between my legs

the resources in my heart

considered finite.

But we were confused 

because you can not keep me

I will die  

and my body will go back to our mother

she is the only one

who can claim me

my body is not mine or yours

it is the earths

every secret of the soil 

in the curves 

the openings 

to the universe

hidden in the dark spots

and you can dive into truth 

with violence or love

violate each secret

or bow to wonder

Seeds are planted from pain and rape 

and from the most tender hand.

but the love of the sun will last forever

and for now 

I can give it to you