with nature
December 29, 2008
the more i am
with nature –
the less of me
i must kill
my buddy
December 22, 2008
after playing in snow
he comes home
a confection
On the Outside Looking In
December 21, 2008
You never look
at me.
I often look
at you.
You have
those things
I am told
bring happiness.
I have
those things
I am told
bring shame.
I look into
your restaurant –
you spend
my week’s wages
in a night
so elegant
so white
table cloths
and candles
fine wine
and waiters.
I could go on
and on,
but I have been ordered
to move along…
Let it Snow
December 11, 2008
crackling fire gives forth
all we will need
If you want to love Jesus
December 11, 2008
He looks like this:
Not this:
be the embracer
December 5, 2008
peace is a choice
do not wait for one’s embrace
be the embracer
When I Become Santa
December 4, 2008
We move operations south:
to Newark, Watts, Bronx
East LA and ten thousand
other desperate places.
We will make toys
for souls.
Peaceful and playful
thoughtful and titillating toys.
Unafraid and knowing –
we will walk this earth
giving gifts.
mazama moonshine
December 4, 2008
it guides our way home
moonlight on ghostly tracks
we left in daylight
qazse 