The final full moon of Winter 2017: the Worm Moon {Native Americans} or Storm Moon {Pagan Rites} or Lenten Moon {Christianity}. Also known as the Seed Moon or Chaste Moon. This is the final moon of Winter 2017 and the last full moon before the Spring Equinox. Tonight is also the time that Daylight Saving Time ends in most states of the U.S… returning time and hours to their natural cycle and us to a more harmonious rhythm. The days will be longer thanks to moving the clock ahead one hour -in the UK this is called “Summer Time”. This is the moon of nature’s rebirth from the dark winter months; its meaning is new, fresh starts.
//These poems were typed, not copy-pasted. It makes a difference.//
For just one minute out of the day
It may be of value to torture yourself
With thoughts like,
“I should be doing
A hell of a lot more with my life than I am
Cause I’m so darned talented”
But remember,
For just one minute of the day.
With all the rest of your time-
It would be best
To try
Looking upon your self more as God does.
For He knows
Your true royal nature.
God is never confused
And can see Only Himself in you.
My dear,
Venus just leaned down and asked me
To tell you a secret, to confess
She’s just a mirror who has been stealing
Your light and music for centuries
You are the sole heir to
…
The Size of the Love-Bruise
The
Gauge of a good poem is
The size of the love-bruise it leaves
On your neck.
Or
The size of the love-bruise it can paint
On your brain.
Or
The size of the love-bruise it can weave
Into your soul.
Or indeed-
It could be all of the
…
The Shape of Laughter
Let my words become like a skilled
Smoothing your life
With their knowledge,
Reaching into your tender core
And spreading you out
Like the morning
That leaps from the sun’s amused wink
Onto hills, brows and backs of so many
Beautiful laboring beasts.
God’s duty is to make perfect
All your movements of mind, of limb,
And your ascending shape of laughter.
Watch the way my hands dance
With their diamond-edged brilliance
Cutting you open with music,
Reaching into your heart
And spilling the night sky- jar you carry
That is always full of giggling planets and stars.
My words are a divine potter’s wheel.
If you stay near to me,
Please,
Stay near to me–
…..
The Fools Who Dream
Here’s to the ones
who dream
Foolish, as they may seem
Here’s to the hearts
that ache
Here’s to the mess
we make
She told me:
A bit of madness is key
to give us to color to see
Who knows where it will lead us?
And that’s why they need us,
So bring on the rebels
The ripples from pebbles
The painters, and poets, and plays
And here’s to the fools
who dream
Crazy, as they may seem
Here’s to the hearts that break
Here’s to the mess we make
From “La La Land”, 2017
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