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Watch For The Fool (Poem)
The fool capers through the festival’s throng
Reaching into their multicolored bag
Throwing out thick black clouds heavy rain drops gossamer rainbows
People frown in confusion gasp in wonder smile in delight
They reach down reach out reach up
Some gather these hold them close and run
Lest they be asked to share their treasures
Some stand still raise their faces and enjoy
All this new raiment as happens to fall
Some join in join hands join together
Saying here
Taste this stratus listen to this droplet feel these hues
The fool jumps into the air climbs into the sky
Claps their hands disappears into the rent
Glitter and ash rain down
The sun and moon become one
Laughter echoes across the world
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What Happens When We Wait (Poem)
We are all waiting
Breathing at different times
In different rhythms in different ways
With each inbreath we inhale the world
With each outbreath we create anew
In the pause between are all possibilities
A god turned swan chooses to take flight rather than ravish
An assassin turns the gun on himself and war is diverted
An artist becomes successful and 6 billion lives are spared
And also
A child learns to skip amongst encouraging cheers
A man chooses a caress rather than a blow
A woman drops her clothes to stand revealed
People of other gender other view open their eyes to freedom
What did happen what can happen exists only in that moment
Breathe yourself and consider these things
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What I Do With My Heart (Poem)
I stand in the middle of the field.
The morning sky above is clear and unclouded,
With the grass still wet from dew
And the birdsong playing from the trees.
I raise my hand above my head
To offer to the warming sun this:
My heart torn from my chest, bloodied and beating still.
Here, I give this freely,
Rather than have it wrenched against my will.
I say this with a scream. Or is it a whisper?
I open my fingers and release it.
It falls to the ground and rests there trembling.
I turn and walk away, not looking back.
It will be carrion for the flesh eaters
And even its decaying stench will dissipate.
No regret, this is what happens.
(What? Were you expecting it to transform into a bird
And fly away?)

