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March Blues River

Rivers of bluesy-greyscale river 
flow through her understoried gaze,
sometimes too turbulent,
occasionally too still,
even for her Elder memory stream
with sluggish circulating economy
surrounded by surface-molding
way overly-competitive political
bicameral imbalance and equivocation,
or some days it just feels that way to her,
facing windblown cold effacing light.

Nearing to her share of winter's oceanic nurture-time,
sea's streaming into surf's elation
dilating over gravitas,
tidal flow streams below,
within her Great River of rivers of long-wet time
flowing yet surfing out and up
back and forth
surging heavens and slugging Others,
singing and dancing
eating and absorbing
stressing and struggling,
remembering undertow story
of WaterPlant-ReGeneration
incarnate need to flow back home again
into Earth's oceanic flow of warm-lit light.

Back to this grey-blues suffering river,
from where this river's story began
to flow through
her dipolar bifolding BeLovedTime
polyneural balance,
bilaterally waving within March light's warm
cooperative-bicameral ecoconsciousness, 
therapeutic-regenerate enculturing,
eco-mentoring, 
frequently windy,
ecosystemic river of life self-identity,
heavy then light,
old then young again,
searching underwater mountains
of lava light's rich regenerate reward
from whence wet-wave nutrient flow-streams
correlations
co-arising elations 
as yummy balanced speed, 
regenerating time as warm-love intent 
EcoTime derived.

March greyriver blues
jonesing for a warm bright dramatic volcano,
or maybe just more low-fat granola in plain yogurt,
in front of her more comforting March
noticing nutrient streams 
within wood stove's flaming carbon plates
down below those cooling wet mountains.

Wonders of heat and time
radiate her naked face and hands
creating rivers of flowing memory 
as nutrition-delivery intent
drifting grey-blues suffering Elder Rivers.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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