Ice old...

I believe in the organe tree

There will be fruit to see

To taste

To hold

You wouldn't feel what you feel

 if there wasn't something else waiting for you

Like Amelie running round

Sweet polka dots and silly service regulars

Sipping coffee asking for tea

Wondering what fix they need

I sit and run

And smile

The sun shines in a moment

Or rain drops ask my eyes to rest

I step in puddles

Re-find my way to the damp park

Bike bells

I can choose lipstick

With this past piece

I have good feelings in future memories

Resting and reinvigorating the knowing

What has always run through me

I have much to be thankful for

Stories even a novelist wouldn't believe

And moments that ring

Like profits and gurus

Temples deep

Many people seek

But I have no answer

Only a feeling 

Of dancing in the rain

Of walking round

A simple life with color

I sit in my yellow room.

I have a yellow room.

And I painted it.

Once a school bus took someone for a ride

Then covered up in seek deep purple gray

I heard its cry

Come back to yellow

I live in a yellow room.

I am letting go

with my heart

The train ride song

And the tea bag
had nice things to say

shared heart lines to me
Non resistance is your key

Swing song...

Ezra Stoller

Triple Mike

Tested by city flavors

And enjoying the taste

Elusive salty sweet

Today I sat on a swing, and I moved

Up and down

Holding freedom

One moment surrounded in purity

So much going on

Im doing work.

I sat on a swing at lunch today

People with their sandwiches in hand

Meeting an outside land

And key ring cards to building entrances

I called out to the tree 

Noticed the branch before me

Told me to keep my eyes closed in light

Lean back feel uneasy flight

Follow blind sight and swing up to you

My hair is long

Flinging in a swing song

Dipping into bright tunes warming cold soul

You know we've been on

Nothing needs to stop.

Times have changed

Time moved on

And we hold on

And we had joy

Oh boy we had joy

So much gone going

Sleeping is closer to today

Sleeping real

And real in sleep

Knee deep in bleak

And everything feels so far

And the past undone

Dirty game

Time to hold back change

The universe moves in waves

You know you...

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Bridget Collins

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Alexa Eisner

Things will feel good

And good that they do

But sometimes they won't

And that's ok too

Either way-
You will know you

Holding space

Soul light through pores of life

Breathing as a warrior holding still

I invite you to take in more air

I played within my head

Touched my self within

Past is more distant than ever before

The first time I have felt safe

Steps of my own

Shining when I'm alone

Dreaming in Real...

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Chrissie White

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Alexa Eisner

 Time flies with passing winds

I dreamt of sailing in vastness

And the water whispered to me

Keep your dreams near

Dream in real my dear

Should you try this way from fear?

Or believe in the journey you set out to do?

Were you made to be any other person but you?

Two friends beside me

I look to them and ask

They stare out to the water

And we watch gleaming possibilities bubble and shift

I caught drift

Woke up with a salty scent

Grabbed a pen and paper

And asked the same question

Only I felt a new weight of daylight

Dream in real

Because real is a dream

Natural...

my photo, Berkeley, CA

my photo, Berkeley, CA

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There is something in my natural that you don't see

Can't open to swim within

Don't know the magic of nothing

Being in my room

With my eyes shut

 

You were raised by them

A sister to me

Checking in feels like a check up

Can't raise myself to cheer the way I do

You sound so happy you're really scared?

Are you?

 

I want my wants

Creating links from me to the Earth center

Everyone else can run town this vine

This is my space of me

And I create that which I see

 

My Mama lied to me

Be anything you want to be-

That's already made for you--

The subject line

Her fear roaring through family gossip

 

When I was seventeen my mother said to me

"Don't stop imagining

The day that you do is the day that you die"

 

Are you having fun?

Am I having fun?

You will either be confused

Want what I have

Or fear

 

But all I need is your love

I will work it out

I will take care of me

Trust me

I'm learning to trust me

 

Never fast enough

I love you

Sister

Mother

Father

I can be surrounded in an instant 

If I need it

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Michael Strandjord AKA Triple Mike

my photo, Portland, OR

The view keeps changing from here

Midnight madness and passing ticks

The clock chooses one moving moment

 Clarity of a history that repeats

A me that has always been

A me that will always be

And a me that I can share

Voices from unknown generations

Inspiring colored shapes

I wear jewels from the past

Lockets of sweet times

Opened to reveal a new love

I got life.

I got breath.

I got faith.