theMix

I am the mix, my life is the mix, God is the Mix, and my experience is the self-pertuating conversation between my mixes and their re-mixes; all of which comprises the rhythm that I jive to (or at least try to)...

19.5.10

big mama

Big Mother is watching,
and chirpin'
from her perch;
a branch overhanging,
overlooking
a nest in the next
tree,
so she
tweets,
ready to retreat
if I advance or perchance threaten
but sitting, singing
to me
as long as I am
sitting silently listening

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