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What we see of the world
is part world and part what we call it
and neither alone
then we have a conversation
it changes and reconstructs all that
conversations don’t change the world
we construct our world out of conversations

:- Doug.

A person is a poem through
all the days of prose

:- Doug.

Ears do not walk
Towards you
You must work
To get them to listen
Then to get them to hear

:- Doug.

There is a mystic life
Within the daily round
We can live this ground

:- Doug.

Magic is getting
Mystic is letting

;- Doug.

You may touch
But you must pay the cost
Only all of you, all you grasp
It’s not so big
Pay the cost with all your day

:- Doug.

I hear the holy
Mostly, coming out my pen
Singing poetry

:- Doug.

Wholly
holy
here

:- Doug.

Morning fog rising from the pond
Highway shimmers ahead
Softly softly here

:- Doug.

Whatever you say God is
Also true God is not that
Avoid these phrases
Avoid the praises
(they extol your constructions)
Open
Be with

:- Doug.

Step into God
Meet
With us

:- Doug.

God shows
poetry
and prose!

:- Doug.

Ecstatic
my poetry today
intricate gossamer
enough
overflowing

:- Doug.

Not just our human
brothers and sisters
the all there is

:- Doug.

Children of our children’s children
We are
When working for the common good

:- Doug.

In a moment we have touched
the future we all want

:- Doug.

Respecting our elderhood

:- Doug.

We have touched the future
People working for the larger whole
Here in these little open spaces

:- Doug.

Caring: where my heart is.

:- Doug.

Orgasmic
spurts
joy!
of God
are we

:- Doug.

The reader
much as the writer
makes the poem

:- Doug.

We, alone,
cannot
address today’s complexities

We, alone,
are not
G

:- Doug.

As infectious
as life
G is

:- Doug.