still wild

i tried that old meditation,
breathe in, breathe out,
called to our caveman ancestors
and later that day,
rocks were a glow,
my insides felt the heat

 

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oh! there’s one

radiant gloom

does drum

all day

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Three rivers therapy

I stash paranoia and

instead

watch water flow.

*words by Steve

 

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Dancing Trees

Acrylic on wood

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i woke up one morning….

 

Vue de la cour arrière (acrylic on canvas, 16 x 8)

i yawned,
looked up, and
decided….

« ok, I’ll live another day. »

words by Steve Myers

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How to walk in snow

Winter Sun (Acrylic on canvas, 24 x 18)

How to walk in snow
Each step a rocky mountain
3-feet deep in impossible dreams
that instantly come true

repeat
repeat
repeat

Poem by Steve Myers
from the book  Dreaming .400

 

 

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Try Me

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Try Me (acrylic on canvas, 24 x 30)

satellites don’t tire of intergalactic travel,
but they probably squeak when damaged and
make other machine related ‘ouch’ noises,
till the last battery is drained,
and even then,
hovering there,
for a few seconds anyway,
spying on tundra green down below,
and then like a crashing sky lab,
determined as ever,
to begin again.

words by Steve

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