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My Name is Mud

  • My name is Mud
  • That’s what she told me
  • She treated me like dirt
  • Something to trod upon
  • My life had value only to myself
  • I would have gladly traded it for love
  • For just a moment of love
  • I tried to trade my life for love
  • To take the bad end of a dirty bargain
  • It’s harder to die than I expected
  • More difficult to let go of that final breath
  • Something within me still longs to live
  • Something sings
  • Something loves
  • I have no need anymore
  • My life is full of simple pleasures
  • A well cooked meal
  • The slant of sunlight through the window
  • The sound of my loved ones across a digital field
  • And from the mud
  • A single lotus blooms
  • My name has flowered into beauty
  • My name is Beauty
  • And there is no mother to silence my song
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Christmas Gift 12/18/2020

Some folks get comfort from tradition

Others thrive on bold sedition

I have a more unique condition

Finding comfort in this premonition

A starry night both crisp and clear

Under the shining moon above

After a day of sun filled skies

Hand in hand with you my love

Your heart is a gift to the world

You wrapped it in ribbons of curlicue rhthyms

Placed the whole package under my tree

On a sticker so small that it might have been missed

Written “I love you” in a minor blues riff

Some celebrate wildly with food and with drinks

Some people read quietly, and in solitude think

There are those who watch movies right on the brink

For me the best part of the season are links

To the heart of my world

To the song in my soul

To the one who lights up the darkening swirl

Of shadows which never quite leave

The losses of all I have grieved

As Christmas approaches with a potential for gifts

I look in the presence for the spirit which lifts

My eyes from the troubles I’m leaving behind

To a future of hope in my heart

And a joy in my mind

If ever there were a love such as this

I would step forward with courage to claim that first kiss

Some people look to tradition

Some people are strong on sedition

I have this unique condition

Taking comfort in this Holiday premonition

It may be next week, or it may be next year

We’ll be together at Christmas sharing good cheer

We’ll be together at Christmas sharing good cheer

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Follow the Road Home – 12/1/2020

How did we get so far

We wonder watching how the moon slips by

How did we make it through it all

How could we be standing here upon a quiet shore

You speak of where you’ve been

The twists and turns and bends

Of bars, of friends, of dreams that came and went

How did we get here

How could it all work out

We wonder in the mornings over coffee with delight

I spoke of rhymes and trying times

Of joys found in wild meadows

We listen to the heartbeat of the song rising

Between us

The music is a road leading us home

How did we get here

Listen to the melodies

How could we have made it through

We heard the harmony

We wonder as the sun sets over lake as smooth as glass

The full moon is there reflecting

Each note bringing us fast

How did we follow the road home

We followed the drumming of our hearts

Listen

Listen

The music is the road home

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Daily Poem 11/29/2020

The cathedral of you

Divine light flowing from your eyes

A warmth of spirit in the air you breathe

Strong supports uplifting

Multicolored hope shining brightly

I would sing within you

Of the trees and sky and winter’s grace

Of stones and roots and river bends

In harmonies of tempered notes

Written by swords long rusted by

Time’s eternal march

There in the forest standing alone

A shrine of love

Open the doors

To the infinite drumming

Of life’s pure dream

The contemplation of the sacred

Fire within

A song without end

A song without an end