BUCKETS & LADDERS

The candidate says he can save us.

But no—
he couldn’t even if he tried.  
As the wise one once said:

You are the only one 
who can lower your bucket
down into the well.
You are the only one
who can climb your ladder.

When the candidate proclaims:
“I’m so tall, I’m so deep!”
he sounds so short, so shallow.
Yet many believe that snake-oil salesman 
because they’re searching for hope.

Well, I’ve found hope in another belief 
because I see 
it slowly becoming a reality:

Tired of being less than we actually are
we will reclaim our power
by rejecting our idols 
and lowering our buckets down
deep into the moon in the well
while climbing up our ladders—
climbing, trying to reach the sun.


buckets and ladders

I claim to be a novelist, poet, essayist, cartoonist, graphic artist, peace monger--and I'm trying to be a world citizen. As for my backstory...let's just say I've lived and worked all over the United States.  I'm self-taught, for the most part, which is like stumbling around blindfolded while looking for the right door.  It's an on-going process. Lacking any true musical ability, I try to make music with language, while also making meaning.  

buckets and ladders

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