Saiom Shriver

As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no read more

As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no thing
heresy.

Those who work for plant rights
don't parse parsley
nor bomb poppies
nor purchase antipeople papers.
They plant papayas,
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Those who work for plant rights
don't parse parsley
nor bomb poppies
nor purchase antipeople papers.
They plant papayas,
and peppers.
Their pulpit is the popular*
not the papal but poplars.
* not in the sense of ephemeral fame
but what the people want.

Jesus' Fig Tree
He did belittle you..
but soon he'll bebig you..
and in the spring
with read more

Jesus' Fig Tree
He did belittle you..
but soon he'll bebig you..
and in the spring
with blooms he will wig you..
in summer he'll summon
a jade garb
to resprig you..
and in the fall
on patient twigs
with fresh fruit
he'll refig you.

As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of read more

As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of moon and stars
so can a poet's long rainbow
of words
play our heartstrings from afar.

Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth
for he magnetizes to your home those read more

Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth
for he magnetizes to your home those who love every heart.
(typo corrected).