If you ever lose heart and the earth seems as distant as stars fading into the noise of your busy mind, know this. That a tiny island exists in the blue hands of the ocean. That a tree grows upright into the salted clouds. That two eagles love each other enough to spend their lives greeting the morning sun together. That two eaglets stand in their nest, gazing at the heavens. Looking down to the forever ground. They eat and sleep and flap their wings. And one day in July, one by one, they will jump into the air. They will know the difference between existing and what is beyond. They will hold onto nothing. The hurricane will come, courage catching their pinions on fire, as they mount the wind, climbing ladders into realms of the invisible.


--T.L. Stokes






Tuesday, November 15, 2011



Standing Under the Blue Bridge
by T.L. Stokes





If you must take me away
in the blue heron's gray coat.

He always comes above me,
surprisingly uninvited,

makes my loneliness jump and quiver
to see him again.

He is my totem I never asked for,
never was assigned.

I just know with glory
and a certainty

he is my great, great grandfather,

he is a piece of God,

he is the inside lid of the omen-maker.

When he claps
those great bridges together,

I am dead,

I am born.

If you must, take me away
this way,

when evening is still virgin and silent.






first published in Snow Monkey,
by Ravena Press

c2011 T.L. Stokes (all rights reserved)

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Murmuration


Quick! While my heart is still upside down
clutching at the marvel of a glossy sky,
the purity of flying
connected to thousands of wings
tipping
in all directions

at once.




for a taste of murmuration ~
http://www.wimp.com/murmurationphenomena/

Tuesday, November 1, 2011



The Viking Field




First light comes over the last
sleeping plate of stars.

Coyote hunting calls
into my dream and as it runs into the field
the pack begins to celebrate.

Jagged vibrating song
awakens some wild cell
inside of me

and I walk to the window
hoping to see the blur of their bodies
through the grass and expiring leaves,

but they dance in the far corner
of the field beyond our eyes.
Raven is hungry,

his raspy voice
lifts after the howling.

Stacy and I and the dogs walk the field
later hoping to find the bones
of what they were singing about.

Now night fills the air with its
dark light. The moon is a white
and polished knife. Hungry scavenger,
mute witness,

how my heart is drawn inexplicitly
to you. I come from the night
of the Viking, strangely changed,

the coyotes, the raven.

When I can see nothing else,
you carve a part of my sky.

The black dog leads me back
to the only warm thing, a lantern
opening doorways before us,

like a void we enter,
into room after foggy room
of light.







~~c2011 T.L. Stokes (all rights reserved)
Movies

Latest Films/Reviews:

A Walk to Beautiful


2007 NR 52 minutes

This film is beautifully done, a piece of inspiring artwork. It will draw you into the lives of a few young Ethiopian women, their struggles, their beauty, and you will begin to love them and cry for them. If you are hungry to invest in a project to help a group of people, be involved in health care/surgery organization, I recommend this movie as a start. And I mean not to just give a quick donation to a hospital, but to find a way to match your gifts/talents with theirs, and with the young women who have their own gifts. After more research I am sure a poem will come from this inspiration. Also, if you want to know about investing with your heart or just learning about money, try the book "The Soul of Money".

"In Ethiopia, a country with few hospitals and even fewer roads that lead to them, three women are on a journey to rebuild their lives after suffering devastating losses in childbirth. When the women survive but their babies do not, they are summarily shunned by their families. Now, they must make their way to a hospital in Addis Ababa, where they hope to receive treatment for fistula, a condition caused by obstructed labor during childbirth." (Netflix)





Director:Mary Olive Smith, Amy BucherGenres:TV Shows, Documentaries, TV Documentaries, Social & Cultural Documentaries