river teacher
the way an insect may grab
your hand
or your heart
if you let it
if you let go
obsession
dissolves
life
breathes
mushroom
medicine
lets us in
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 10:55 AM UTC
more trees,
please
all with ease
twos and threes
trees
whispers, heard,
in the breeze,
more trees,
please
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 10:50 AM UTC
if i fell in love
with you
blame
the honeysuckle
blame
the bluebells
the ramps
and
if
this love
is not
so true
what now
are we
to do
a strawberry
queen
unlike anything
you’ve
ever
seen
will sing you a song
will guide you
along
in the meadow
a mulberry
by the spring
we
belong
a strawberry queen
a mugwort dream
and above all else
a team
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 10:48 AM UTC
im carrying on,
entirely unable
to speak
just quietness
and questions
like,
come
, won't you?
it's a nightly presence,
nightly presents
divinely surrendered
magically tendered
finances tenured,
in the wake of your heart,
lord,
I'm rendered
Dec 19, 2022
Dec 19, 2022 at 8:57 PM UTC
i dont know much
about the end
or how or where or why
and now
it is a cold
and windy night
will you let it be
as it wants to be
you can make a home for it,
you know
and i wonder
if perhaps
"the end" we sometimes speak of
is merely
a grandest of openings
and miracles light the path
like sights and tastes and smells
and memories,
though bittersweet,
they sometimes are
for that is what i am
and i choose
to love myself for it
and now
it is a cold
and windy night
as magical and strange
and altogether unavoidable
as you are
and this,
well this,
is certainly
not
the end
Dec 17, 2022
Dec 17, 2022 at 9:09 PM UTC
mugwort mama
mama momma
come home
come home mama
sing mama
mama sing
mugwort mama
mugwort sings
oh mugwort dancing
she dances darling
oh dance, dance,
dance us home
laughing papa, papa laughing
oh papa, papa
papa
is laughing us home
loving love
mama loving
mugwort mama
mugwort is loving us home
<3
Nov 20, 2022
Nov 20, 2022 at 10:00 PM UTC
it is the flavor of this world
which carries me through
it is the strangeness that i love,
curiosity,
and nothing left to do
musk
fox
and funk
spice
posh
and skunk
will she love me?
perhaps
she already does
the weather
that is this world -- everything
is, will be
and was
Nov 4, 2022
Nov 4, 2022 at 12:08 PM UTC
maybe 'it'
is just one more
far away place
maybe the gift
is this breath -- oh
sweet smiles on each
and every face
Oct 20, 2022
Oct 20, 2022 at 8:43 AM UTC
i met men in france
with whom i forever dance
i stumble into freedom
forgetting my own pants
and when it seems there’s nothing else
“come on home”, sing some plants
as for love? dream and dream
let there be another chance
Dec 31, 2021
Dec 31, 2021 at 12:20 AM UTC