#seeding
When they offer you olives,
Rip the branch from their hands
And beat the fruit off.
The soil is ripe,
Right is might;
Who cares for leaves & petals to fall?
May 18, 2024
May 18, 2024 at 6:04 PM UTC
Like tree
If one stays
In the same place
Or, talk to the same person
Roots grow
And
That root
Is love
Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 2:58 AM UTC
wear gloves on your hands,
leaving your eyes free to speculate
and your mind to record
the life of the plant;
and the life of the one who nurtures and tends
follow-from the fallow soil
to my edible plated consumption,
from the baby bud nipping
to sharp crack shot at picking,
to my tongue licking
both your produce and you
you may feed me poems
when the real harvesting is done,
grown in your own private plot,
from you, my good fellow,
follow with love delivered to
my expecting fallow-soul,
awaiting your seeding me,
and I,
you...
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 12:00 PM UTC
FINALLY SEEING
FINALLY BELIEVING
STOPPED GRIEVING
STARTED WEAVING
FINALLY TRUSTING
FINALLY PERCEIVING
STOPPED DECEIVING
STARTED ACHIEVING
FINALLY LISTENING
FINALLY SELF BELIEVING
STOPPED RELIEVING
STARTED SEEDING
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 1:48 PM UTC