Animism Poems - Poems about Animism

... Written: September 09, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ In the area of dominion, where elitism wields Altruism flickers as a beam of light in the......Read More

...In a dismal old fashioned cell at our ancestral home, Wherein coconuts, new and old, heaped like a hillock dome; Kid-butterflies, we're often asked to pick some for curry, Finding phantom-forms we......Read More

...The winter wanes and the soul of the water revives. Reincarnation incarnate. The Cascades cleanses her cradle of Earth; kissing it's sediments with liquid sheen and sentimental shine. It's b......Read More

... mischievous smart boy succeeds in cutting the pane sans breaking the glass......Read More

...I finished reading Sharon Blackie's Enchanted Life yesterday. Kind of a How To Do It, a how to fix BusinessAsUsual textbook organically rooted in animism, I suppose a theologist and maybe an e......Read More

...To see ecstatic Earth is to no longer see our home as merely static, framed, quantified, commodified Yet, To see all physical nature as dynamically changing, ecstatically or more BusinessA......Read More

...We were enjoying lives when kids were kids, the fruits were tasted the Bitter arrows weren't there to deter the fruit of lives were reliable. Weren't dare to talk on top our voices to vague fear.......Read More

...Do you think love is healthy? I suppose more therapeutic than its opposites, whether hate, or fear or anger or greed, for is not love the formed functions of gratitude? positive attitude, t......Read More

...We populate our LeftBrain language with nouns. We populate our RightBrain relational verbs with objects, with objectives, cooperatively positive and competitively mistrusted as notnot double-bin......Read More

...Ask fate does the moon shift As the oceans drift apart With no moon in this sea of dark Visions slowly sank My dead eyes staring blank While i stay idle Forming an illusion of an isle S......Read More

...Do you think I care For your phony Arab spring And dead trees and hot wind I have never seen a spring without seed popping from the soil I should know I am made from the dust of the earth Spring mus......Read More

...Frightend children under the baobab Of elders discourse playing At the deep edge of rites Of passages With no Atlantic dream. There is a beauty here Before the other world began Forgetting i......Read More

...Toussaint they dance in Louisianna, and New Orleans Omitting to say that these two places are blood money paid Unto the colonies, snuffing your revolution by any means Subtle French diplomacy tha......Read More