Category Archives: Poetry
Through the sieves and funnels of my work
Through the sieves and funnels of my work I pour forth on life my message Hope some spills over :- Doug.
At the meeting place of two generations
At the meeting place of two generations our respected elders and the one just behind one or two turns—this is where I work :- Doug.
Geniuses, lovers, angels
Geniuses, lovers, angels I see in the faces before me Some days more apparent than others :- Doug.
I do this law work so
I do this law work All this writing and calculating And touching the world So I might speak With people gathered And write My poetry To lead My people out To invite The True, Beautiful and Good :- Doug.
Listen to the rhythm of silence
Listen to the rhythm of silence Listen to the thrum underneath Listen to the music of the larger Heartbeat: of this you are a pulse :- Doug.
Playfully the lawyer
Playfully the lawyer re-spins the tale that this family might own a livelier theme :- Doug.
Exploring, playing, teasing, sweating
Exploring, playing, teasing, sweating This human, this lawyer shifts the shape of our story Shifts the direction of our family :- Doug.
Shifting the shape of the story
Their story retold The family unfold Shifting the shape of the story Shifts the shape of the world Story is us :- Doug.
Lawyer–I would that you
Lawyer—I would that you re-tell the story of our family from the old one, set us at liberty :- Doug.
This quilt is made of story
This quilt is made of story One story many patches O that glimpses were larger A few wrinkles smoothed Our stories retold Our family unfold Shifting the shape of our story Is the core of The healer, the human, The … Continue reading
Open out! Open out!
Open out! Open out! The bigger the story The bigger the people Hear, take in, let emerge Others—our—parts of the story It’s the only way We grow a bigger future :- Doug.
family renews
As the story renews the family renews :- Doug.
Our family holds a story:
Our family holds a story: a stroke, trach tube, speech gone, crisis, must pull together, but years ago harsh words, hard to stitch this rent fabric Holding our breath we consult a lawyer the lawyer has no silver needle only … Continue reading