Revolt Against the Word Thieves

commodificationlet’s revolt
against the word thieves
who steal
of nature
and community

wonderful words
beautiful words
indigenous words
words of the earth
the sea
the sky

of home


a product
to be owned
a brand
to be bought and sold

did you know that if you wanna
sing the words
mountain and river
with your heart full of life
they want you to pay royalties
to Big Mountain Co., Inc.?

will this generation grow up
knowing a leaf
is a car
rather than a life force?
our lungs?

did you know
they wanna put a logo on the moon?

let’s be the ones
unscrewing the bulbs
from the projector

let’s be the one’s
blowing up the projector

whichever way you please
revolt against
the word thieves

let’s be the ones
to reclaim
earthly words
from the profiteers:

The Reclaimers
that re-sacralize

let each
thing have its name
that can’t be owned


Image Credit: On the Commons


The Language of Silence: Micropoems from February Week 4

Each week I harvest a few small poems and haikus I wrote inspired by writing prompts (such as @microprompt on Twitter). This month’s are mostly haikus, because it’s National Haiku Writing Month! #NaHaiWriMo

silencea muffled morning
melancholy mist moves through
only crows are up

you are the same moon
that stopped by last month, yet still
see you with fresh eyes

if only you would
speak the language of silence
I’d understand you

a walk in the woods
creeks and tree and dirt oh my!
therapy for free

a neighborhood stroll
a little girl waves to me
jasmine in the air

Competing urges:
Untangle or entangle
or find some third way

Wake with heart smiles
Our 40-day dream is just
Tip of the iceberg

as she unfurls
touching all the other ferns
my frond freezes up

Wild Sunday sex
gives me oxytocin buzz
and crooked glasses

I awake to find
my fingers still smell like you
early morning treat