Category Archives: Poetry

All human activity is to express

All human activity is to express When heard the circle completes Being heard makes a person :- Doug.

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Their eyes tell you

Tell your story their questions their eyes tell you :- Doug.

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in wholes

This course encourages you to think to dream in wholes, completes :- Doug.

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Soak up the music

Immerse the grandchild in any environs her essence will soak up the music :- Doug.

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With your mother’s eyes

With your mother’s eyes     Are you called to life From out of her womb     Her eyes search yours search And you are known With your mother’s eyes     You are called forth You gazing back … Continue reading

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Mystery-teller

I am a mystery-teller For you I offer a mystery Ancestors :- Doug.

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Ancestors to one another

What if ancestors were not ahead of you in line (nor behind you in something some call “time”) but were all around you, all about you, sustaining you as you sustain them? You may get your hazel eyes from your … Continue reading

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Do you maintain

What are you doing to maintain— Generations yet to come? Generations gone on ahead? Generations walking alongside you? Beings not at all like you ancestoring you? :- Doug.

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lonely strands

You ancestor are the story, the song with snatches of tune and maybe almost no words remembered. This melody makes persons of lonely strands. Of DNA. Of estranged blood. Makes mutuality of these persons. :- Doug.

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Carry the tune?

We are touched by the melody, but can we carry the tune to others? :- Doug.

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to puncture the skin

Our stories our poetry are to puncture the skin of consciousness :- Doug.

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Our stories actually mourn?

How might we have our stories, our poems, actually mourn? Or dance? Maybe ask Meredith Willson or Edgar Allan Poe. An actually mourning poem would without words keen in the throat that hears. Keening exceeds the one, enters the realm … Continue reading

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Time cycle of mystery?

What is the time cycle that includes the ancestor and us with the descendant generations? How far longer is a moment of mystery beyond a question? :- Doug.

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Beyond naming

An elder is one you know An ancestor is beyond naming :- Doug.

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Value going back?

Meditating across centuries What’s the value in going back? :- Doug.

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Human walking speed

Think, slow, human walking speed, across generations. :- Doug.

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Dwelling in ancestors

I dwell in the ancestors Ancestors dwell in me Generations in me I in them We converse :- Doug.

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