-------Long Live-------
Turning compost
in the mid of Autumn
I am warmed by work
and the time to witness
the lines I've been taught
rebend
As life meanders,
circles and breathes
around
what some
call dying
In this pile
returning
the leaves of us
back to
the earth
we come from.
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-------West Bank-------
The sun sets
in red these days
with fires
to the west
Some burning
from deaths destruction,
but some
that other flame
That regenerates
the forest
with the seeds
of martyrs' names.
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-------Threads-------
Vinca vines
crawl to cover
the soil
when it
is bare
Akin
a sweater
is thread to welcome
the early
autumn air.
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-------The Profiteers-------
It is easy
to blame the sawyer
For the felling of the trees
And overlook
the system
That drives us to our knees
Beneath the weight
of wages
To pay for heat or freeze
While rich men buy
the government
With dollars from those trees.
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-------Seeds in a Bottle-------
Seeds
in a bottle
Sowed,
in a way,
to the sea
Will find their way
to feed the land
And those
who feed
us all
With hope, and fight
and dreams of better,
More beautiful
days
to come.
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-------Beyond the Lines-------
Middle august
beginning autumn
The seasons
themselves
don't seem to mind
What month it is
or day
They come and go
forever changing,
honest like a friend
Consistent
and present
Telling
a time
beyond the lines
Through green
and golden leaves.
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-------Wendell’s Light-------
I have learned
to pray,
to thank Creator
each day
for my existence
Not with words,
per say, but through
a labor
of Love
and care.
"Work done
in gratitude,
kindly,
and well,
is prayer."
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-------Sister Vine-------
Beneath
green leaves
there are blossoms
And inside each
a fruit
with seeds
Everyone
itself
beholding
A garden
green
with leaves.
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-------Beware Hierarchy-------
Wherever
there is abundance
Where flowers
flower
freely
Seeds
that pledged
equality
were planted in the earth.
Beware
the broken hearted
Who put
their hurt
on others
Unlike a tree
who through its roots
reaches
for those in need.
We
are not alone
Everything is
already
here
In the quiet
of
the forest
I hear it.
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-------BDS-------
-------Love not Fear-------
There are noises
behind the noise,
the fascist chatter and anthems.
It is summer now
with birdsong mornings
and squirrels
chasing
through the trees.
It is wonderful.
Rulers need us
to forget each other,
to fear the World
not listen
and heed the call
of wonder
and music
uprising through the weeds.
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-------Reforest-------
For all
of those
who lived
So we
could be here now
Let us unite
In the ancestors
light
And spread
our leaves
wide open.
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-------In the Dappled Light of Elders-------
We grow
with those
we fall from
By blood
or other
means
Like seeds
who root
and gather light
Beneath
the elder
leaves.
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-------Fecundity haiku-------
