Oxygenate - July 31, 2021
it’s after our final breath that we meet the Mystery face to face hopefully a greeting of open arms a sweet upturn of the wrists maybe a...
it’s after our final breath that we meet the Mystery face to face hopefully a greeting of open arms a sweet upturn of the wrists maybe a...
anytime two meet and embrace the tear in Oneness gets taped
Inevitably cracks develop in even comfortable lives which expose a windy abyss that shuffles the pages of one’s tidy existence takes the...
if you have found out death is the not the end of life clearly, you’ve cheated
sorrow is when a great loss pours over you and floods your heart killing everything in it but all weather turns and emptied clouds break...
Does being yourself mean you’ve built a castle and recycled defeat into higher walls and new turrets for protection? Except everything...
There’s one thing artificial intelligence will never be able to do Poetry How can it? Poets know there is no standing invitation no...
twenty years ago failed spirituality forced me into a new world your world of day-to-day pain seductive pleasures earthly joys secrets...
I like lima beans you hate broccoli cold weather suits you I’m depressed without the sun science fiction sweeps me away a tender love...
My heart goes out to every brick layer for their mortaring and to the possibility that foul-mouthed brick laying is a small tribute to...
Under a starry arc a trembling song begins groans of a motherless wildebeest yips and yelps of hyenas closing on the wounded moans of a...
the warped mind and darkened heart of the one-eared painter used a ragged life to create the strokes of genius that lifted and still...
sometimes in the courtroom of your mind there is a chorus of opinions swarming a backlog of answer-verdicts with demanding questions...
the old couple still keep it in the perfect spot - at the island’s end of the kitchen counter where fingers pinched and transferred the...
Haven’t had sugar in my coffee in years but ravaged many shapely hunks of pastry swirled and sucked and licked and smiled with...
If some unspeakable disaster suddenly struck this piece of coconut cake might someday appear as ancient history when some savvy...
God it appears this world is breaking apart on rocks we’ve avoided for so long and our wings cannot lift us towards Grace too weakened...
in our acre of visited wood you scamper over frail limbs pop nuts into knots bite infant sprigs and free leaves with those snappy tail...