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jeff allison
Pudding River Watershed, Willamette Valley, Oregon, Mongolia
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08 January 2009


watch out, spider
you're in dangerous territory
but i promise
to be careful
weaver of a new way
and this old world dying

heads up!
these rising aquarian times
are coming
to get you
and you and you and you.

old world,
be prepared
step aside or lay down in ashes
that is your comeuppance
we are through with your
tired times

see there?
is your perception
wide enough for fresh waters?
and new moons dawning . . . .
nice to hear it,
old friend.

14 August 2008

might have been


what the hell?
i mean
all this coming
and going,
yet never leaving
this same place.
how can that be?

it would all be nothing
if it weren't for capitalism
or so-called
"private property"
that keeps me moving
all the time, rent you know . . . .

it's hot.
the garden beckons,
these empty buckets
call me to the creek
now that the spring
has gone dry.

oh yes,
and some wood to chop.
it might all seem quite zen-like
if it weren't spoiled by now
and all this talking about it.

.

04 March 2008

metmorphosis


into a hole
shadows reveal death
sorrows
things missing.
healing
maybe in tomorrow's
joylight

06 December 2007

Aiyana Tara


where is She now?
maybe out with the cows.
someday we'll recognize each other . . . .

21 November 2007

no


through the back grove,
misty sunshine
after morning rain.

16 October 2007

untitled

hey jackass.
was up then down,
again still nothing.

14 March 2007

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