trees
naked
and white far
away castles
in the platinum
forest painted silver
then the city bus belches
toxic filth into my lungs that
plead wildly and gasp for mercy then
catching my breath and thank the stars i’m home
trees
naked
and white far
away castles
in the platinum
forest painted silver
then the city bus belches
toxic filth into my lungs that
plead wildly and gasp for mercy then
catching my breath and thank the stars i’m home
me puedes cerrar llenarme de bardas
encarcelar a mis hijos
los trópicos de virtud
me puedes prohibir libertad
robarme el aire
puedes envenenar mis lagos
asesinar mis volcanes
destruir mis montanas
derramar todos mis mares
aprisionar mis nubes y las estrellas también
negarme a los dioses y santos
quemar mis veredas negarme el campo
podrás apagar mi sol y la luna
abortar a mis milagros y todas mis flores
cierta mente puedes herirme y terminar
con mis hijos enyerbar mis ojos
cortar mis venas y explotar mis riquezas
podrás negarme los secretos celestiales
y un simple trago de agua
pero nunca vencerás el amor de una madre
você pode me fechar me encher de cercas
aprisionar meus filhos
os trópicos da virtude
você pode me banir da liberdade
roubar minha respiração
você pode envenenar meus lagos
mate meus vulcões
destruir minhas montanhas
derrame todos os meus mares
aprisionar minhas nuvens
e as estrelas também
negar-me aos deuses e santos
queima minhas trilhas me negam
o campo você pode desligar meu sol
o lua abortar meus milagres
e todas as minhas flores
certamente você pode me machucar
e terminar com meus filhos
meus olhos cortar minhas veias
e explorar minhas riquezas
você pode me negar os segredos celestiais
e uma simples bebida de água
mas você nunca vai conquistar
o amor de uma mãe
you can close me off with fences
imprison my children
the tropics of virtue
you can ban me from freedom
steal my breath
you can poison my lakes
kill my volcanoes
destroy my mountains
spill all of my seas
imprison my clouds and the stars too
deny me the gods and saints
burn my trails
deny me the field
you can turn off my sun and the moon
abort my miracles and all of my flowers
certainly you can hurt me
and finish off my children
cut my eyes cut my veins and exploit my riches
you can deny me the heavenly secrets
and a simple drink of water
but you will never conquer the love of a mother
here we are sisters
with foot firmly on the ground
our arms extended
to the north paying homage
wind take our prayers to God

fresh green jewel eyes
tiptoeing through the garden
watch your children grow
babes cling to your breast
nourishing their tender souls
stretch out their tendrils
the dawn crawls to you
threatening beast that cuts you down
your seed have scattered

i
stand here
in front of
you i a warrior
of truth and justice
angel of mercy that
i am by the water of
redemption and everlasting
life child of holy light forever
mighty soldier spirit freedom fighter
sent by the will of the Almighty Ghost
to protect you from your enemies
and to protect them from your greed
i am the innocent one
filled with the strength of love
conquering all that
harms you Mother
keeper of
us all
Earth

hey
Mr. Walt
how are you
i’m at Whole Foods
nature and wholesomeness now vacuumed packed
i daydreamed of you while my cell phone crashed
i can’t feel me
tortured girl
i miss
you
grass
you wrote
about it
my feet have turf
pictures of log cabins stored in a box
at the natural museum deemed worthless
Walt my spirit
aches for time
with you
sing
the apple trees died last winter sitting on the front porch watching the bird bath go green with time’s CO2 no apples no birds they went away forever until three years from now it’s times like this when i think of Dr. Hawking and his warning to Geneva in a most conventional way we don’t know what we don’t but we know we shouldn’t but still we do being made in His image what does it mean when we create in tubes surpassing victor frankenstein shriveled are the avenues showered in teeny asteroids that take our minds to the false heaven while we float in our own shit and we land hard but we won’t cure cancer and while the pipelines feed our need to ride free man i mean really free at what cost and my wild beasts are wild no more floating away on sheets of ice as seen on tv on the front porches of the brownstones on Union Avenue i miss the apples