Poem-a-Day for Carl Leggo

A poem for Carl by Sarah MacKenzie-Dawson Click on title above to view poem   Thank you my friend, for seeing me and somehow knowing exactly when a reminder is necessary. You words are an offering, a gift, a reminder to move forward recognizing what I–what we do matters, that we–that I have a purpose […]

call to attend (23.06.2017) by Joanne Ursino for Carl, listening to you at that ponderosa pine love Joanne Ursino Click on title above to view poem Photos were taken by Yuya Peco Tekada, at the Ecopoetic Walk (23.06.2017)

Blessed Day A seagull floats in a darkening sky, buoyed by warm air, risen from an ocean loved and cajoled daylong by the sun. With dusk, the wind gathers to sweep us home. We empty our pockets of pebbles and string, leave these in the grass. Our eyes fill with inner light as the moon […]

Carl’s Wisdom Invite. Invite wonder, hold space for possibilities Invite contemplation on your life as a poet, a writer, because these are among the things you already are. Seek. Seek the interconnections, Seek to be whole, Seek courage, Tell the story of who you are with your whole heart and in every context and place, […]

I Saw You Dancing I saw you dancing last night on the roof of your house all alone. I felt your heart longing for the Friend. I saw you whirling beneath the soft bright rose that hung from an invisible stem in the sky, So I began to change into my best clothes in hopes […]

The 22 Year Walk Your talk Your presence Your words Your being Changed My view My gaze My thinking My life You have my thoughts, my love, my gratitude. by Mike Bowen

They never leave. Those we love. Their life has carved a space, Inside our hearts. Their words haunt our poems. Their breath we have breathed In and out again Into possibility. Shall we meet, my friend? Yes. Across the seas, the land, the time zones. They never leave. Those we love. God will have his […]

Three poems There once was a man named Leggo Whose ideas were on point and liked (what Eggos?) For it is hard can’ you tell To rhyme Leggo with anything Just assume a flattering ending That person who is Inexplicably present Poems sing like the wind A poem And a song Sat along side One […]

Circle flower Triptych   Blossom to berry is the prevailing route of the fruit (cherry, plum, apple and salal), but on our honeysuckle the berry is a bud—smaller than a maraschino cherry or sweet-one-hundred tomato; they cluster and erupt into these blue-green stupa of the morning, an organic, mini Angkor Wat of living dagoba humming […]

“They’re not under envy’s arm not at hatred’s fingertip.” Runo 43, Kalevala GRACE Now that you mention it, it falls on me unbidden, unasked for, it just exists like the hum of the refrigerator, the air of the kitchen, fragrant with bread baking or dough rising. It comes from god. Undeserved, I get it by […]