Phenomenal L.A. Street Poet – Dance The Wind

A true poet!

What a SWEET SURPRISE! …. Searching for a place to eat walking the late night streets of Downtown LA, I was lucky enough to meet a true poet. At first glance Kenneth seemed to be a homeless man asking for money on a street corner, however I quickly realized Kenneth Towler was asking for something very different: my time. He wanted me to hear him recite some poetry he had just written. It was amazing. He nearly moved me to tears when he shared with me his love of love and his passion for words and poetry. Before I could thank him and continue along my way, he handed me this handwritten poem: DANCE THE WIND.

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Life a poem? If we could only be overwhelmed by something — life, love, passion ….

“He was weary of himself, of cold ideas and brain dreams. Life a poem? Not when you went about forever poetizing about your own life instead of living it. How innocuous it all was, and empty, empty, empty! This chasing after yourself, craftily observing your own tracks–in a circle, of course.

This sham diving into the stream of life while all the time you sat angling after yourself, fishing yourself up in one curious disguise or another! If he could only be overwhelmed by something–life, love, passion–so that he could no longer shape it into poems, but had to let it shape him!”

― Jens Peter Jacobsen, “Niels Lyhne” (Danish Poet)

Dreamcatcher (Poem)

by Henrik

A thousand arrows
in my dream
my vision
being here with you
in the secret caves
our home
transporting ourselves into
the past
a different time
happiness and peace
in the realm of paradise
painting
our path to the future
and
here we are
together again
I’m so happy
to be here with you

"My Heart Soars" – A Poem By Chief Dan George

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A Poem By Chief Dan George – An author, poet,
and an Academy Award-nominated actor.
(July 24, 1899 – September 23, 1981)

“My Heart Soars”

The beauty of the trees,
the softness of the air,
the fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.

The summit of the mountain,
the thunder of the sky,
the rhythm of the sea,
speaks to me.

The faintness of the stars,
the freshness of the morning,
the dewdrop of the flower,
speaks to me.

The strength of fire,
the taste of salmon
the trail of the sun,
And the life that never goes away,
they speak to me.

And my heart soars.