Saturday, February 6, 2016

wild tame thing

I remember as a child they said she was a "wild girl"
drank too much, ran with the boys
didn't listen to her mother.
30 years later she told me
she told me that when she was a teenager 
she would go into the woods and take off her cloths and lay on the forest floor
how it felt so right
and yet she told no one
for shame of its wrongness
We are tamed
living in our beautiful cage
our stimulating environment,
yesterday, 9 year old boy
we go, discovery world
look at other animals in cages and pools
touch the water they swim in
pull levers and switches
Today, same boy, breaking bubbles in the ice
finally lays
his whole body
down
on the smooth frozen water
stretching out
feeling the fabric of his coat as it slides
on the strangely soft hardness
he lets his body float on its surface
laying
rolling
over to look at the branches of trees
and sky above him
and as I walk to him
I cry
to see him so at home
laying on his mother
nothing but rightness

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

crazy graden

Celebration
I can eat with you
in my mind
poems that paint rainbows of wonderful nonsense.
all the dancing on clouds we could do.
all the running with hands full of popcorn
cheeks full of love
smiles falling like rain
you on a mattress of leaves
falling into the center of the earth
caramelized stars swirling around our heads
chew on my hair
flick flies into space
skate off the edge of the earth
with me
holding hands
just bath me in whats beautiful
feed me ginger syrup and tangerines
tell me you love me and how beautiful my eyes are.
touch me until I see the colors of
geranium petals sparkling in the sunlight
until I open my mouth and let flower petals spill all over your bed.
let paper foxes run over my perfect body
rivers run under my body
and carry me away to the most amazing world
distant lands
covered with magical beads
that I gather and fill my mouth with again
until I smile at you
and they all spill out
falling to the ground and springing into the craziest most beautiful garden
that crawls up our bodies
its too late to make sense
my heart has floated to high
my throat is too full
I danced to many dances
opened my heart too wide
spread my legs to easily
dived into too many garbage dumpsters
rubbed too raw
and ate more sugar than I needed
and its ok, no one can read my hand writing anyway
no one will know the secret of everything
and nothing
that I tried
to bite from your lips.



Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Love letter to my body

Love letter to my body
The only one for me
given to me by a million mothers and grandmothers
fathers and grandfathers
by millenniums of creatures
surviving
working together
eating, sharing, pooping, taking
creating
and then me
the current point of the arrow
flying through space, eating sun light
sweating and crying sea water
water flowing through me
everyday
dreaming dying back up into the sky every night
pressing my heart into others
pushing my legs off the ground
thighs!
just those alone
how I love you legs
you carry me each day
helped me carry my babies
bring groceries up three flights of stairs
never asking for more than you need
devoted
workers
and yet you love to play
dance
be touched
race, spring
capture the flag, jump over logs, leaves flying, twigs snapping
dancing on metal blades on ice
so fine and large and strong
and hands!  hands
touch feather light on skin, explore curves, lips, with wonder,
details, painting dots, writing poems
partner to my eyes
oh beautiful eyes
that see all the delicious colors
all the people I love
and the darkness of vast space
through the block holes in the center of their eyes
the sun radiating from their smiles and then feel the warmth of
it in my own heart
oh beautiful body
i love you more than any words can say
and I mourn
that I will leave you one day
that every precious cell
will sperate
leave each other
melt back into the soil
float back up into the sky
forgetting the touch
of holding my sweet babies
oh sweet home body
so glad I was given you
you were given me.  your magic combination
you
me
my bit of sea water star dust
miracle muscle power vibration shaking tearing open rejoicing
never forgetting
and yet so forgettable
like my great great grandmother
who I know nothing about
not even her name
and yet I owe her my life





Here is my prescription for the vast majority of us: You need to be in a relatively safe place outside with others