Who Dunnit?

It's not about Who Dunnit?
Who is the person responsible
for bombing those buildings
let's get the guy
who left those suitcases outside
and bombed the cops?

The question is not
whose DNA it is
but why is it happening?

Injustice
is not a social issue
It's a spiritual one
And we can keep building
the bars in the buildings
and in our minds
spending more and more money
on insulating ourselves
from the one thing we need:
understanding
of why

Due process
cannot be achieved
when money is the only means

It's all Love

In the moment,
It may not always seem "all good,"
but the Positives would like us to think so
In the moment, though,
It Is
ALL LOVE

The Hate
Is Love
for the Self
The Inability in that Moment
To be in Relationship
Until We Can Understand

The space to understand
Is Love
The space of the Self
Is Love
It is deserved
Each Self
is deserved
and is love.

Delphiniums in a Window Box

Delphiniums in a Window Box
by Dean Young, from the New Yorker... Thanks for the reference, Zulaika...


Every sunrise, even strangers’ eyes.

Not necessarily swans, even crows,

even the evening fusillade of bats.

That place where the creek goes underground,

how many weeks before I see you again?

Stacks of books, every page, characters’

rages and poets’ strange contraptions

of syntax and song, every song

even when there isn’t one.

Every thistle, splinter, butterfly

over the drainage ditches. Every stray.

Did you see the meteor shower?

Did it feel like something swallowed?

Every question, conversation

even with almost nothing, cricket, cloud,

because of you I’m talking to crickets, clouds,

confiding in a cat. Everyone says,

Come to your senses, and I do, of you.

Every touch electric, every taste you,

every smell, even burning sugar, every

cry and laugh. Toothpicked samples

at the farmers’ market, every melon,

plum, I come undone, undone.

growth

it's only been 1 month and 5 days since my last post? this seems impossible. i think i am re-emerging into an online creative persona on some level because of my online fiction class i'm taking, but i don't know what kind of gems i'll have to offer here, but i'd like to try...

for today, i'll say:
growth is quite a stretch. we can't expect to grow if we don't wanna stretch... :)