Mary Rollins USA
Wife, mother, daughter, sister,
friend, and. . . sometimes poet
Non-degrees in: experience, wonder, and imagination. Alive or Dying They'll call your name that's how you'll know but I'm already dead you tell me no, you're not, I can still see you and I am alive Just how do you know you ask This grace of emptiness and fullness taking turns is how I know I say is sunlight divine then yes, I say, and moonlight I don't know people want me to be sure I can never please them when you see this divided contrast of what you want and what you are you'll know for sure you're alive do you notice this scintillating scattering of sweetness and contempt you're wearing a black T-shirt and jeans I have on the most pretentious dress all satin and lace pu-le-ease!!! Even I can see it but it doesn't change me! I'm saying it now how much I love it because dying doesn't change me won't change you won't matter at all. Location of the Joyful Mystery Where the shadow is following movement where the wave touches the sand holding the other and connecting for a moment retreating that place that changes again and again according to need and direction the undulating dance where complexity is made simple through a most direct stream of thought caresses an unrevealed dream gives itself over and over again and is playing around and is not about to get caught but present most willingly. Men and Women I am accepting this as the yin and yang of God The suit and tie is that like hair and makeup to a woman and what again is this attraction beyond the basic baby-making agenda I find you to be the most interesting person I've ever met and so I'm saying I love you you love me too and it may be for the same reasons this eternal mystery . I am accepting this as the order of things and I am not ruling out other orders. Recognizing love as spirit and not politics. This man he walked by and I can tell you that I will not soon forget him who he is I can only imagine and you are what I know.
Copyright, Mary Rollins.
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