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gratitude poem for you on a day that didn’t go my way

6/30/2020

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gratitude poem for you on a day that didn’t go my way

i was hoping for
a million dollar phone call
sometime before five and
maybe an ice cold
soda and maybe a gilded
acceptance letter and
a screen printed thank you note and
a kraft paper wrapped
apology.

i was ready to accept it all.
but instead i received
a long stretch
of silence:
just the cars rushing
rhythmically by
and no offers
beyond the reaching
shadow wisps on the wall.

by the time i gave up
on glory
you were half asleep
in our bed.
i am grateful for the lack
of registered letters
and wire transfers
and congratulatory messages:
because here you are
rolled up
in the blue embroidered quilt
reminding me
even on the days
nothing goes my way
your love
is gold foil filigree
miraculous
just waiting for me
to cut the lights.
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Love, Dare, Grow: Final Poem

6/28/2020

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for these days

these days we are
improvising:
there’s always an ingredient
that’s missing from the shelf,
something you needed but
couldn’t get.

each morning
gratitude
for all those who make do
with less than they deserve,
who are out here
fighting for more.

the world is on fire,
my heart is burning.

this poem was inspired by comments on the Love, Dare, Grow project. Quotes are in italics.
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day to day insurrection 

6/25/2020

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insurrection

i am here for the
day to day insurrection
of your breath,
the regime toppling power
of your grin.

you remind me
that what i really
have to do today
has nothing to do
with that
millionth meeting
that trillionth email:

my real
contribution
is laughter
in the bay wind,
a hand in your hand,
and this poem,
this
word.

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a poem about paperwork...

6/17/2020

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form

i am not on the list.
again
wandering the options
and finding none
fierce enough.
fine.
i’ll be
other
in a world where
the choices
are just between
one form of
death dealing
and another.
listen:
there’s a whole
field beyond the path.
come find
the joy
out here
where you’re not
supposed to go.
i have an outstretched hand
and so much magic
in my palm.


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love poem for the end

6/3/2020

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love poem for the end

this is a love poem for the end.
for the point at which everything
breaks and
it all
comes
tumbling
down.

this is a love poem for that moment
when white people
wake up from the nightmare
we’re perpetuating
and drop our weapons,
guns and money
bits of privilege
skittering across the floor.

this is a love poem for
the end.
before the new beginnings
there has to be
a breaking point.

the children are yelling
burn it down,
and overheard a helicopter.
i open my hand
and let everything
fall.

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