Sunday, February 22, 2009
Being
I have come to the frightening conclusion...
That I am the decisive element.
It is my personal approach that creates the climate.
It is my daily mood that makes the weather.
I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous.
I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration,
I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal.
In all situations, it is my response that decides
whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated,
and a person is humanized or de-humanized.
If we treat people as they are, we make them worse.
If we treat people as they ought to be,
we help them become
what they are capable of becoming.
J.W.Goethe
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Goethe
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Let It First Taste
If this raw flame
should go out,
let it first taste
the vibrant fast twitch
muscle fiber
of willing thighs,
and the quivering
tuning forks' reach across
an unknown universe,
let it taste
the doomed sea floor
heartbroken
before the mermaids' rescue
and your heroic lips
pressed into my soul's
secret retreats
let it taste
the sublime upheavals
of your victories
violent with wet perfume
and feast in
its humid bliss
let it taste,
and I will forever embrace
the drenching
of my light
Labels:
Let It First Taste,
Poetry
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Dreams of Your Elegant Escape
sing me your
dreams of the firefly
escape
beyond the wind chimes'
uneven
evening reach
let me
dream of your elegant
bones
within this world
of
watery touch
let me
bathe in naked
starlight
with music releasing
me
from my thoughts
let me
be gone with
you
with clear eyes
of
perfect light
Labels:
Dreams of your Elegant Escape,
Poetry
Sunday, February 1, 2009
In the Rain
Under a parched sky and its unforgiving sun
I searched through the tallgrass plains
for a sign our work is done
and I will languish in your Serengeti rains
Under an arched sky and Cassiopeia's stars
we searched through the unwelcomed pain
for a sign of life on our dying Mars
and to anguish in its inviting rains
Under the cloud towers we made our pact
before our souls would part again
for a sign to remember a love intact
where we will dance forever in the rain
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Poetry
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