In The House Of Bear

Holy Bear Shapes the World

In the bear house
You forget your name
Returning to infant memory
Oceanic sound salmon undulates
Swollen river tongue
Of the life and death mother
Incubating our primal self
Living inside the earth hive
Hunting wind and antler big boned
Ramble to herd us cubs
Dream rolling in sunlit lupine
Berry smeared sniffing
For the scurry and honey
A life well traveled
Inside the fur of another
Ribs of a Viking boat
Heart in Valhalla
Speech of rogue fires
Smoke from the crackling deep womb
Vowel sound of tree roots growing
Sped up and recorded
Sapling whip back in passing
Is her consonant breathing
Breaking pine
Bearing the raven crazy news
A hunger that won’t relax
Ghost people eating all the flowers
A hunger that won’t relax
Coyote and wolf retreat into petroglyphs
Damp cave walls
A musky smell
Covers the ancient tracks
To Ursa Major
I’m a myth now
She thinks and laughs
A star-studded –
Telescopic tethered –
Circus bear –
Mud matted starlight
Recycles herself
Penetrates our soul and dream in
Iron carbon helium
Hydrogen oxygen
Breathe her light
In the darkness


Foraging For The Light


Between these aging words

Try gathering energy

From a forest that has disappeared

Keep whittling down

Your threadbare thoughts

Into the earth weep


River coursing erratic platelets

Demanding cracks in our stone truth

In the pores of her voice

The rain keeps raining

Distilling music out of silence


Between these margins of empty time

Nebulous cloud distractions

Underworld time deposits

Pumiced stars in the bird spell

The bird in us might erase its trail


Or swim the umbilical back to our mother

Back to her mother and her mothers mother

Without cloud or whirlwind in our stories

On the path to song in the bear silence

In the bear silence in the fur

Foraging for the light

Beneath our feet and claws

Risen Inside our heart

Where it weeps sighs and sings