Category Archives: Poetry
Grandparent chaos
Grandparent chaos it too is a grandchild :- Doug.
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Elder speaks a little
Elder speaks a little now knows this is enough has no further significance :- Doug.
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Conversation without words?
What is our role in a conversation without words to dance, to turn compost, ? :- Doug.
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Words get in the way
Words get in the way of conversation Without words converse :- Doug.
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Nor is the world too big
Nor is the world too big Nor we too small :- Doug.
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Until you
Until now elders got little respect until you until now grandchildren fended in a world too big until now we thought ourselves ineffectual Until now :- Doug.
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Just people
Grandchildren are just people wherever there are just people love is possible :- Doug.
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Grandchildren moving
Grandchildren are moving We’re all grandchildren :- Doug.
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Uncertain grandchildren
The grandchildren are wild We then are uncertain Meet wild to wild :- Doug.
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Faces of grandchildren
These are the faces of the grandchildren These the holy These the beloved :- Doug.
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Break open the nut
Break open the nut find protected inside softness ready to grow :- Doug.
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Goofy way
Hopefully my poetry all poetry changes you in some goofy way :- Doug.
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Reverence for wonder
Elders develop a sense of direction a reverence for wonder an exasperating vulnerability :- Doug.
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From wonder into wonder
From wonder into wonder Elders :- Doug.
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Growing colors!
Elders participate in metamorphosis losing creeping bodies, growing colors! :- Doug.
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Largeness is asked
A large view is given us A largeness is asked of us :- Doug.
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Child calls forth grandparent
Does the sea call forth the fishes, or the fishes the sea? The rain the earth? The child the grandparent? Yes. Together. :- Doug.
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