-------Preminiscense-------
Snow-peaked
in sunlight
The mountains
Look
like Winter
From here
down where
The leaves
are changing
Colors
Still
in Autumn.
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-------Preminiscense-------
Snow-peaked
in sunlight
The mountains
Look
like Winter
From here
down where
The leaves
are changing
Colors
Still
in Autumn.
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-------Growing Darkness-------
The full
moon
of middle autumn
Brings
a cold
that ripens
The fruit
on vines
upon the earth
Turning
gold
with darkness.
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-------We Are the Land-------
Rye seeds
sown
and harrowed in
Soon
will grow
to cover
And feed the Land
through spring
til summer
Calls
for us
to harvest
The seed, the grain
to bread
we nourish
This body
that
we share.
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-------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-------