NEW YEAR’S EVOLUTIONS (or the Art of Leaning In)

904AC6BD-C5CF-4D6B-A1B3-FC7E289A2E0E1)Surprise myself more
2)Scare myself more
3)Take more people and questions out for walks
4)Listen more and deeper
5)Eat more garlic and rainbows
6)Drink more wild world
7)Be big star magnet
8)Climb more mountains
9)Compost all the grey lies within me
10)Reset the big habit & begin the beginner’s mind
11)Dismantle preposterous-isms
12)Scream more
13)Take more cross-country trips with people I love
14)Get more scratches & bruises from bushes & animals
15)Start 3 more hobbies; refine three hobbies
16)Play more music with more people
17Have more conversations with cetaceans, crustaceans, and lichens
18)Bury myself in more substances
19)Spark the grand spiral
20)Be silent like tap root

THE EXPERIMENT ISN’T OVER

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What if we don’t really know
if the universe is expanding
or contracting

or both

because we don’t know
how willing or able we are
to stay open

We ask ourselves:
Can I withstand the crunch?

What if like a buried seed
the real question lurking is:

Can I bear the sound
of the shell cracking

with that sweet amber pain
mistaken for trouble?

But then, our ears pick up
the warbler’s woo

suggesting dawn is here
yet again

and we breathe a little deeper

Suggesting these cycles
are built into everything

Suggesting the experiment
isn’t over

#ryanvanlenning
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Included in the new collection ‘Within the Cave Something Pulses.’ That and my collection of love and erotic poetry, ‘Wild Rose Hips’, my book of mystery poems ‘Silence Begins Here’, my polyRiverous celebration of rivers, mountains, and souls ‘Riverever’ will be out later this year. In the meantime, You can get RE-MEMBERING: Poems of Earth & Soul. and High-Cooing Through the Seasons: Haiku From the Forest through your local bookstore, on Amazon or Indiebound, Link in bio. 🌿🐝🐺🌲🔥 🌍🙏🏽

THE WIDEST HUES

6116B67D-C45B-408C-A274-7A15369D8AB0A Vision, seeing as much
with my feet
and my stomach pulling me up
the fickle hill
and over

While the web is weaving split infinity, each to each
I see what wrecks and wings await
at every step
well-absorbing me as much
as I absorb them

When Goodfellow hermit thrush,
that Grand Inquisitor, invites:

Have the exquisite marks formed upon you yet? No?

Then keep opening—
strive ye with death
and moonly silence

Not beyond despair,
but spanning both dark
and bright buffet

Form and fill
your unique dimensions, earthedly

stretched just so taut
and ache
the good ache, Dyeing
yourself in the widest hues

—Ryan Van Lenning

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You can get my books RE-MEMBERING: Poems of Earth & Soul, and High-Cooing Through the Seasons: Haiku From the Forest through your local bookstore, on Amazon or Indiebound, Link in bio. My book of mystical poems, Silence Begins Here, and book of love and erotic poetry, Wild Rose Hips, will be out later this year. Follow me @ryanreturntotheearth for ecosensual mythopoetic inspiration and @wildnatureheartfor my heart-centered nature connection & 1-on-1 inner/outer wilderness work.

 

A Crack and Hidden Yes

3342E15F-2687-4DF6-9E3D-5580B3CDB0EDEven the fabulously defeated
Coiled and feeling beaten
Wintered in and done with pain
Can’t help but open up again

Has a crack and hidden yes
All’s not black amidst the mess
Has a soft under the hard
A healing for every scar

Protect the core…for sure, for sure
Bending inward so as not to bleed
But done with love is done with life
And Light needs dark as dark needs Light

Its inner arms reaching out
Past the wound, past the doubt
And finds a way to come and play
The voice within as if to say:

I have a crack and hidden yes
All’s not black amidst the mess
I will not coil hard and tight
I’ll find the touch, and let the light

-Ryan Van Lenning
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You can get my books RE-MEMBERING: Poems of Earth & Soul, and High-Cooing Through the Seasons: Haiku From the Forest through your local bookstore, on Amazon or Indiebound, Link in bio. My book of mystical poems, Silence Begins Here, and book of love and erotic poetry, Wild Rose Hips, will be out later this year. Follow me @ryanreturntotheearth for ecosensual mythopoetic inspiration and @wildnatureheartfor my heart-centered nature connection & 1-on-1 inner/outer wilderness work.

BIG JUICE

EE434888-83F2-42E2-91C3-D5C07524A6D2The world is leaking circles again.
It never stopped.

At dawn you find yourself filling
with juice
and your flesh will have to expand.

It’s tight in there.

So deliciously tight it hurts with pleasure.

Your edges want to feel the kiss of the wind
and be eaten by the next set of lips passing by.

This is the order of things:
Death. Sun. Juice. Circle. Life.

That is a story for the mind.

First fruit whispers: Start
where you are

and Stretch into the circle
the Big Juice is trying to be
through you.

That is a story for the soul.

Gorgeous Storm

6e2d0a5b-b44d-4a50-a743-06d6f2fcb17dThis gorgeous storm
Keeps getting stuck in my teeth

As if I could bite-size my way
To destiny

When all I want is to have it
Come racing out my lungs

Like a waterfall plunging
Over my luscious tongue
and out my mouth

Flooding all the landscapes
of my crooked life

To join the birds and beloved lusts
Of a wounded world.

Please, Storm, please,
knock down the weak branches of my being
And wash away the old debris