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Candy-O, / let's go — / it's all I can do. / You're all I've got tonight, / moving in stereo / since I held you. / Good times roll, / lust for kicks, / don't cha stop — / I'm in touch with your world. / You can't hold on too long, / misfit kid. / Touch and go. / Don't tell me no. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit j...

The "things" Mary Oliver spoke of Are more like living talismans Of heightened reality, The gratuitous family We can either fight or celebrate In the wonder of the sun. Potter Poems is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to...

* second photo and poem for paid subscribers everyone (unpaywalled) This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

Of the morning coming hard and bright This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

A slit of serious sunrise Above ironic cargo Nonetheless signifies Deliverance from, if not Evil, at least the ossified Circumstances of the long night. The continuity of sky Above the absurdities Of the highway and constant Pep rallies of artifice Is there for us if we merely Lift up our eyes to the heavens. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get acc...

My dreams have been resisting me, Slipping with the sunrise into The murky waters of Forgetful wakefulness Just when I thought I should have arrived At a state of supreme consciousness. The sunrise has been resisting My inquiries of the morning Just when I had imagined Each puzzle piece perfectly Clicking into place when in fact They are scattered across the day. This is a public episode. If you'd...

See these last few sunrises With vision made clear by letting go. Hug yourself in the light To stay warm in the morning wind. Soon you’ll be traveling into That light with the one you love. The sunrise is not a mere Ornament of a smartphone pic— Although it is that—but it Is also the eternal now Showing its face for a moment To give grace to your travels. Potter Poems is a reader-supported publica...

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1. Shall I compare the sunrise To your love for me, the way You found me late and I found you, The way the calm beauty of The morning sky opened For us despite the day's conflicts. 2. We are like these two geese, swimming Together on our own. But then there is the flock To deal with, and maybe it's Not all bad, after the dawn, To gather with them and enjoy. 3. Our joy is so deep and wide, It has c...

Like beachcombing at low tide, I survey the path ahead for Creatures left over from the Dreams that troubled my sleep last night, While I wait for the tide to Turn and the wind to fill my sails. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

My task is to venture deeper Into the dark mystery of The blooming light of dawn, To find my soul hidden Within the folds of the moment And let it find its own way home. The message of the sunrise is That there is no need to seek fame Or fortune but only Let the day come to you On the steadiness of the flow Of the river towards the sea. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with...

Let go and be like these Fir limbs in joyful disarray Celebrating the rising sun. They're not showing off, they're just joining The dance that was set in motion When the universe exploded. Nine in the fourth place means Gather some friends together and Rekindle the flames of the sun In each other's hearts as you venture Forward in gladness towards a Shared vision of something beyond Yourselves and...

1. Wavering in the sun, Its own nimble reflection Gently carries on a dance Across the ripples of the day, Telling me perhaps to stop Dredging the bed of my memory. 2. Primal power of the shadows Kissing light's reflection Among the waves brings calm, No blame, no praise, nothing But the reality of you Filling up the sky of my mind. 3. It furthers the sunrise to have This fine rollercoaster of rip...

The sunrise, the clouds, the flowering Tree at the edge of the canal Exhale an innocence The noise of the day may try to choke With clever complications. If so, then nature will calmly wait. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

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premonition of death in the resurrection of the yellow sunrise and yellow flowers at my feet so i embrace this life and "learn by going where to go" This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

the exuberant sun rises without any effort and looks you in the eye humming a tune with the sky if you cannot hear it do not worry just dance This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

* second photo and poem for paid subscribers everyone [unpaywalled following a one-year embargo] god made me a rambling man but everywhere the rising sun greets me like a good old friend my beloved beside me is the mountain to my fire as the sunrise comes and goes This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack...

do not envy the feasts of others imagined in the golden dawn nor break your fast on fear be the hungry tiger or the self-sufficient turtle nourished by goodness and light Potter Poems is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access t...

* [unpaywalled following a one-year embargo] the sun climbing to midday fills the sky with abundant light rejoice and be glad in it this day this moment is all there is so receive it with joy let tomorrow come when it will This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

"thunder in heaven above" that is to say within my being for the kingdom of heaven is within you as christ said and here on the columbia i persevere to receive it This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

the monday sunrise in the wind pressing against the day's grain here comes everyone again i woke feeling disheveled "time to make the donuts" my wife said with a smile This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

woke up this morning from dreaming didn't feel very well-rested but smiled at the joke my dream told me and then got dressed and went outside everything was quiet and still even the cars on the highway hushed This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

* [unpaywalled following a one-year embargo] the coyote fellowship across the road from where i stand calls out to the rising sun reminding me that i am one voice among the many united in strange beauty This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe

in retreat from the night every breath along the river is held like a loaded gun there's no need to press forward take a step back and remain hidden like the coyote This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe