vocabs are passed on
sounds and symbols
a shared enlightenment.

poetry....who dare define it?
who holds the standard?

is it not those that write poetry
in any and all of their unique forms?

write yourself a love song-
you will be very surprised.

signs, signs, signs
from cave wall art
-Bison found here

to buy one get one free
-sign here
-no left turn

in the Universe of our minds
-it is easy to feel lost

that so a grounding is called for
-a coming back to Earth

to the moment-
Privileged Earthling Moments.

on our Island roads there are no markings
no traffic lights, no stop signs
hardly any pavement,
yet, collisions, are vanishingly rare.

I exchanged all I had
and like Jack, came away with a few beans in hand

those beans now planted (magically)
grew so much more than I could ever have wished,

a three bean poet
harvesting from a gigantic stalk.