Friday, August 29, 2025

Seeds in a Bottle

 -------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

 -------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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Friday, August 15, 2025

Wendell’s Light

 -------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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Thursday, August 7, 2025

Sister Vine

-------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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Thursday, July 31, 2025

Beware Hierarchy

 -------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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Thursday, July 24, 2025

BDS

 -------BDS-------

A wisdom
has been shared with me

What I pay attention to 
will come to be

Like sunshine and water
for a growing tree

I give my hands, 
my time, my dream

To tend the world
where all are free.

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Thursday, July 17, 2025

Love not Fear

 -------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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