Free Range Poetry Stand – Guttural Utterance of Holy Unknowing

After a long rainy winter, happy to put the free range poetry stand up again. It’s the little things. Poetry is one of my trampoline springs—along with friends, gardening, nature’s cycles, music, River, solidarity, teaching, silence, and birdsong—that’s keeping me buoyed in the midst of the tremendous Trouble.
Plus Some cute pacific dust lichen perhaps on the redwood base from the land here. What are your resiliency trampoline springs?

GUTTURAL UTTERANCE OF HOLY UNKNOWING

Be it not a prayer for more.
Forgo a petition or polyrhythmic pleading.
This is not asking for one more damn thing from Earth.
This is a guttural utterance of holy unknowing,
a shuddering body-gate of gratitude.
A permission to feel, disguised as an offering of redemptive non-sense.
A watershed shakedown
of every last resistance.
A contraband clearing out smuggled in
as renegade riverside rhythms.
This is surrender and a cracked-ear heart.
A double rainbow breath birthing grace.
This is an ‘I’m here,’
opening my everything.

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