The Color of Spring
Tag Archives: Growth
Tip-Toeing Into the Light
The Richness of Poor Cousins
Mountain Ash or Rowan trees are members of the rose family (genus sorbus of the family rosaceae). They grow throughout the cool temperate regions of North America, Europe and Asia.
Lantana Manna
Lantana – favorite flower of beloved Austin poet Patricia Fiske (1927 – 2020)
Tree Rings
MARHESHA’S DREAM
MARHESHA’S DREAM
She opens a door
into a huge domed stadium filled with men
women and children, in costumes of all the ages
She knows that they are all there for her
to set up any drama at any time
to learn any lesson she needs to learn
She closes the door
and walks down the corridor
Another door to a storage closet
Inside big barrels labeled
“PLOT THICKENER”
EAST OF KUNDALINI
EAST OF KUNDALINI
Let in the love and give it when you can
See the pain and relieve it when you can
Get into religions and beyond them if you can
Follow all the Gurus and pass them if you can
Dive into each teaching for all the essence there
And strip and strip and strip until you’re bare
But keep my friends I pray a little sense of fun
For when the doings and undoings are all done
and the livings and dyings are all done
Somewhere East of Kundalini
The sun with rise _____ and _____ You will be the sun
BECOMING
BECOMING
When it comes to becoming butterflies
only one rule applies
Nothing hard may be taken
For the caterpillar packing
for beauty and flight
Nothing hard may be taken
For she must first become liquid
and only then light
Nothing hard may be taken
BIG BOYS
BIG BOYS
The deep sadness
The red anger space
The hang on tight we
Might end up in the next county passion
All hidden behind the great wall of control
That terrible land where I locked
the little boy who could cry
And if I open the door to one of these
will they come bursting out
And with what years
of build up force behind them
I know big boys don’t cry
I don’t remember why
would they die
DRAGONS
DRAGONS
Beyond the maps of the ancient world
“There, be dragons”
Beyond the ways of parents and of peers
“There, be dragons”
Beyond the days of preachers and
of teachers
“There, be dragons”
Beyond where you know or
have dared to go
“There, be dragons”
A toe tip, a step, and a stride
Heart, arm and sword,
steeled by the fiery breath
How sweet the dragon’s meat,
and the maiden’s
Another mark on another map
“Here, be dead dragons”