Category Archives: Poetry of Resiliency

Looking into the mirror of self-care

I want to know I know you are good at this strength of yours for the sharing of your life force in the care of others. I know you can rise up in your courage and liberally give of your … Continue reading

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It is told in places of old

It is told in places of old around the Speaking Fire that one can tell those touched by the wild— by the light dancing in their eyes running as easily with tears of sorrow as they can streak a face … Continue reading

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Tell me, do your feet touch the ground?

Tell me, do your feet touch the ground? No, I mean really! Are your legs long enough that the bare soles of your feet make love with Earth? And can you too feel how Earth makes love with you every … Continue reading

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Out Beyond Identities—Again!

Out beyond identities of Democrat and Republican and Independent Out beyond affiliations of Tea Party and Occupy movements Out beyond the economics of privilege and lack Further out beyond the colors of skin— yellow, black, brown, red, white and mixed … Continue reading

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What is a man?

I… I am a man, or so they tell me. But what, pray tell, is a man? In truth, I mean. If a man be woven of story if he knows who he is by the God he names by … Continue reading

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I fell in love with a tree today

I fell in love with a tree today. Proposed. She said, “Yes, but… only if you too will embrace me with your roots.” The trees, they do talk you know. And today they are promiscuous too. After rumors spread of … Continue reading

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I have a question for my men friends

I have a question for my men friends. Have you every yet made love with a sweet dark-eyed Mule Deer doe? Have you felt the way she looks turning toward you those long ears and moist black nostrils staring…sniffing you? … Continue reading

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Reporting in from a Santa Fe Sunrise

Reporting in from a Santa Fe Sunrise: I have touched the Life Force within… It is not mine Belongs to no one but itself Owned by no ideology nation or race Can not be described as an object But more … Continue reading

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What should I be doing to change the world today?

What should I be doing to change the world today, you know, at least make it better? That is the question knocking around inside my skull this morning. It is another morning of never being enough however, good or worthy … Continue reading

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Two Questions That Matter

The Face in the Mirror Seven days have I not looked. No mirror has graced this face of stubble. And not until the airport men’s room will I gaze to see how I appear to others, though I confess to … Continue reading

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