in west baltimore you find rock
hetch-hetchy-like promontories
but oh my.
elijah.
banners of snow in a winter wind
ice on fire in a spring sunrise
huddled pine swelling ten thousand summers
autumn stalwart big moon mirror
elijah.
death and peace in the mountains
fountain of life
we breathe we climb
many times great god mother
walking calmly toward center
in a maze assembled over one thousand years
gathering oxygen to core
winds around
gathering oxygen to core
works out
gathering oxygen to core
switches forever
to
gathering gaining advancing
all nations society salvation
through
sincerity
first step front line there
strength from all things
no matter where they read it
whose god they say said it
a means to prevent or deter access to peace love understanding
is making shit up
red line as bloodline
red line under bottomline
red line of fiery sun in pipeline
red line twisted into lighttwine
red line restoration neighborhood community prometheancityinvestmentline
love deep inside
who is well protected
small arms fire
artillery
mud
speak up
veiling of soft purple
north of schooners wooden freighters concrete steamers sidewheel barges
violets arbutus honeysuckle pansies chinquapin berries
poplar popland elm elmtree cedar ceddox
twenty eight shades of red orange brick towering
walking back into matrix of soil
rooted revolution
my mere embroidering
would be thread around and around inside the square
spiraling
starts meeting ends
absorbing spring
some never leave mothers ocean
others breathe
three hundred ten million
more to share than
condolences
did you say
“and there was never a respite from the battle”
bringing my transchild
to meet your son
digits in constant motion
music of work
dna of build
we hold the freedom tools
an infant opening closing opening a red tin box
fingers humanizing deities we bore
shifted shape shifting shape every twist a tool of creation
breathing batteries of skill connecting
