Category Archives: Poetry
Three elders gathered
Whenever two or three elders are gathered there am I the grandchild :- Doug.
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A bridge a seed
a bridge a seed a spore a dream a grandchild a field a query an opening a freeing a serendip an ancestor’s roles :- Doug.
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Up to an age
Up to an age we seek to add perhaps multiply Advancing we subtract some may even hope to divide In different ages and different ways we grow :- Doug.
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Release your atoms
Fall apart release your atoms soul goes to mist spirit to wind sufficient dissolves :- Doug.
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When we disappear
When we disappear There might be a trace If in spirit with drew our line :- Doug.
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Grandchild evaporating
Grandchild evaporating into grandparent dances with grandchild :- Doug.
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Mists flocking
Grandchildren and elders semi-stable presences dancing as they evaporate mists flocking into elders and grandchildren :- Doug.
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Why not sing?
Why shouldn’t we sing seeing the world we have? :- Doug.
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World of laughter
In a world of spirit no laughter is ever wasted :- Doug.
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Great song
Falcon, storm, or great song? I want to be, today, a great song. Some days I storm; some days, not too often, I rise a falcon above all that is going on. Today I want to sing, to be sung. … Continue reading
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Out of doors
Do some little thing out of doors every day. :- Doug.
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Gathering intimacies
We are a gathering of the intimacies :- Doug.
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Grandchild quick
Grandchild Quick imaginative Running cuddling story-telling Teen years open promises Rachel :- Doug.
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