Larger task:
My larger task: bringing my poetry out for circulation, ventilation, generation: tunneling.
:- Doug.
Archive for August, 2015
Poetry is larger than conversing
Poetry is larger than conversing. Conversing gets us to poetry. Perhaps true too is that poetry gets us to conversing. Poetry has us conversing with the universe. They go hand in hand: conversing leads us through each other and the universe; poetry leads us to this conversing. Perhaps there is nothing deeper, broader, and with more reach than these two. Poetry tunnels amongst, Conversing tunnels amongst. Poetry and Conversing are the same, or at least closest possible sisters!
:- Doug.
Poetic state of mind
Get into a poetic state of mind more readily, more often. Ease myself with people and poetry.
:- Doug.
realize upon poetry
I need to make ways to realize upon my poetry. I need to realize upon my poetry.
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 1527–not even a comma to separate them
Footprints in the Windsm # 1527
The problems that face us are subtle complex and nuanced. We must be too. They are many and interlaced—not even a comma to separate them. So we need be too. They come together. So must we.
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Fewer people–more responsibility
Fewer people—more responsibility
rests on each shoulder
—more influence—more significance
—more cooperation—more need to engage
—less opportunity to hide
—in meetings
—in working groups
:- Doug.
My head dangling in
Lying beside the little stream
My head dangling in the flow
Thoughts wash over and go
:- Doug.
Sitting beside the stream
I see myself as sitting above the flow of my thoughts in meditation/contemplation. Now I see myself below, being the bedrock with the stream flowing over. Now I am sitting beside the stream watching it flow, turning my face to the sun and all stars.
:- Doug.
“I might run out”
When you’re sick and see your end approaching, money doesn’t buy you much—except fear.
“I might run out.” It matters not how much you have. People with money sometimes fear more. Money and fear go hand in hand.
:- Doug.
Loosen your claws
Loosen your claws into your thoughts. You are more than thoughts. Free your self to be your true self.
:- Doug.
