Teak, The Poet Tree

Love I’ll Be By Teak Kilmer   God, you are but Love, and Love I’ll be Or, by God, I serve not me nor thee

Tell Me About God, Julian By Teak Kilmer   Tell me about God, Julian Tell me about God Escort me into that Garden wherein his face is every bloom her laughter every scented breeze   Tell me about God, Julian Tell me about God I surrender to your knowing until I too know how to know and give my all to Love   Tell me now about God, Julian Tell me now

  POEMS on DEMAND Four Poems from Star Island Camp Circa 1997  By Teak Kilmer These 4 poems were written at Star Island Camp. People would give the writer a topic, and he would compose a poem, then and there…for money, of course.   ANIMALPORCHCHAIRIPITY By Teak Kilmer Poem 1 of 4     There is a coven of rocking chairs or is it a gaggle but, oh, who cares giraffes and lambs and flibbity Gibbets toads and frogs that mostly say “Ribbet” ephelumps and woozles and goosey sorts   that when folks aren’t there, laugh and cavort They’re the rocking chairs upon the porch that party only when we don’t watch We call this sillianity the animal porch chairippity         Five Days of Rain and One of Sunshine By Teak Kilmer Poem 2 of 4     Five days of rain and one of sunshine found cozy ways to pass the day time read and write and games at night walks in rain for birds to sight   Not being dank enough outside into the dark room s

  Spiritual Etymology by Teak Kilmer             Pythagoras discovered God through the amazing orderliness of the Universe proven in mathematics. An early proof for me is what lies hidden in language . One day I discovered (without cover, to reveal) the true essence of the word Universe (see description below) and thus began my quest to explore word origins and my elation at their once intended wonder. Note how the ancients viewed the world, how spiritually they experienced it, how much more forgiving and beautiful their experience and how we have reduced the concepts of our religious and spiritual terms, made blessings into mundane and even sometimes punitive, fear, guilt-ridden and controlling concepts. One of these concepts is the concept of dogma. One day, I looked at the word dogma , and it seemed to be struggling to get my attention. I had never had this happen before. I looked at the word carefully and diligently, and I realized that dogma spelled backwards is “Am God” ; theref

  Words from the Latrine By Teak Kilmer, circa Spring 2004 Ode to the Fart   A similar sound to squeezing the mustard comes the fart ─ but a lower chakra shout ─ apparently just dying to get out   To Air Is Human   Farting may offend the masses but all do it who have asses

     

  A Better Kind of Wit By Teak Kilmer Circa 2009     In our delight at meeting mirror of one another exchanged we wits and whimsies, those entertainments that matter to the matters grey but paused and by consideration flung aside our disregards, careless familiarities and brains’ contempts to find instead within our hearts … contents and merrily went round about our fertile blessing of the mind; yet fed as much with kindness in its kind