soft III
This one poured out of me like a channel.
Like most “poems” written in that energy,
I don’t remember it until I go back and read it
(or, in this case, find it)
This was baccallaureatte
and now, weeks later,
I finally understand
so much
about what my intuition
is speaking of in this poem.
soft III
(May 23, 2022)
it would seem
you have forgotten
the meaning
of the word
soft
and for proof:
some early forms
when presented
made you tense
and uncomfortable
detached from yourself
rather than held and contained
and isn’t
that
insteresting…
Ohhh there’s reasons surely
(and even more imaginable)
ones justifiable, too,
(assumedly)
and therefore named
and claimed as “just”
but those
are all. just.
reasons. for
suppression.
fight.
flight.
response.
ding….
dong….
Soft.. is soft.
It has…no movement.
And you…moved.
Abide.
Abide
in me,
just as
I abide
in You.
Abide
in her,
just as
I abide
in you.
Abide
in him,
just as
I abide
in you.
Abide
in Us,
just as
I abide
in You.
Abide
in Me,
just as
I abide
in You,
and you
will abide
in Me
in Her
in Him
in You
and in
Us.
Abide.
