Keeper Of The Small Between forest green, I met a guardian of gold. Wholeness in simplicity, Wearing Earth instead of bold. Not rich in possessions, But confident in meaning. We both roam the forest As keep and protector.
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Keeper Of The Small Between forest green, I met a guardian of gold. Wholeness in simplicity, Wearing Earth instead of bold. Not rich in possessions, But confident in meaning. We both roam the forest As keep and protector.
Treekin The tree still standing, Growing for hundreds of years. Their site of terror, Soon overgrown. I chose the tree for the night, It guarded me well. And I chose my humans wisely, Few blades of grass selected from a meadow. I choose blooming over thunder, So I talk to the trees. I'll take you with me, I trust you like a tree.
Legally, technically, officially, They may be able to. Unseen, unbothered, irresponsible, They surely will. They always did. Laughing at ethics, Running from the deep, Drowning in a puddle. Raised as ego, Soul long sold. Highly valued by fire raisers, Junk food for a worse world. How does it feel To harm people like me? Oh. It doesn't. They won't feel what they destroy. And now they wonder Why I do poetry. Because they may destroy What I built To give meaning and feeling. But they can't destroy words.
Ungardened
The unknown cat trusting my soul Conducting an orchestra in my mind. The unreachable island in the river Challenging me until my feet touch its ground. Impossible storylines too weird to be told Pulsating like tides on my shore. That one strange friend and its quirks Worth more than all possessions. Ungardened poetry in every corner of my brain When I'm released into the wild. I won't be back until polar night Hits the equinoctial line.
I think, therefore I'm stardust
Matter formed compulsorily From laws beyond matter's hand Like I came into being Without being asked for Like Earth I just am And now that I'm here I found company in Earth I'm Gaia gone wild I'm humbled by matter Can't judge what simply is