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I have learned to unlearn my native language.
I have felt my mouth fall open, dumb,
glazed eyes. Breath light.

I have slept inside another body.
Bring on this confusion! I smile
and have great gratitude for this suffering.

On the opaque wall of my heart,
on the forward leaning step, twice
against twice, music untold speaks.

I will never know this joy completely.
This is the way I have chased it,
as a dog chases a singing rabbit.
today, I found this from a December 2022 post in my journal....true in this present cycle of eclipse...
Sam Hawkins Nov 2023
could it be this star struck night above
has filled my cup of faith?

i feel star held, star cared for,
safe.

my heart
love.
Sam Hawkins Jul 2023
bedside lemurian crystal water magic?

in my tub 3 am
full july buck moon
through the window shining

by candlelight, my left hand submerged,
appearred -- two knuckles
popping up
made glints of wet light

two little eyes
baby gator
what happened.
Sam Hawkins Jul 2023
a thing wholly wild
natural and yet to be
beckoned me to the edge

there was whispering among ponderosa pines
that windless morning

roots of rocks seemed sighing
water danced in a shadow
sparrows weaved the air

o cliff-hanger of my heart, woman,
you are near to me and far away

i feel your delicate sweetness
a settling peace

every star to me is rainbow
and heaven how it sings
Sam Hawkins Apr 2023
~~~~~~~~ FLUXING between frightening
                 & so beautiful ~~~~ flowers of
many shapes and colors

                  WALKIN the desert
                      alone ~~~~ last
                                                 evening
Sam Hawkins Apr 2023
When I pulled my hand from the spaces of the in-between,
lights danced in the pattern of another hand.

But she was not confused by this, as it had happened to her
and also to her of the other hand.

That's when the universe really began to laugh outloud,
and right then we two she and I

in the kitchen
wow
automatic writing. the title is a plural noun.
Sam Hawkins Apr 2023
through the six voices of my fingertips i spoke to you universe

                                              ker-li-qs­
                                  round-a-bouting-ness
         ­                                       ! es !
                            six waltz to foxtrot & back again

                                       foxtrot to cha-cha
                                            to five five
word-vibe inspired by my guitar & Pink Full Moon today, 4.5.2023.
First Full Moon of the astrological New Year...
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