Dg Clearing

CONTACT:
dgclearing@outlook.com           

BIO:
Dg Clearing lives in Northeastern Wisconsin. His poems have appeared in a variety of anthologies, documentary poetry films, and media outlets including USA Today, Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel, Green Bay Press-Gazette, and others. He was chosen to be a representative for Wisconsin in 2020 for “National Poetry Month'' by the Council of Wisconsin Writers. In 2023 he was a regional judge for the national “Poetry Out Loud” competition and is an ongoing ambassador for Wisconsin. He has performed his poetry at the: Weidner Center for the Performing Arts - UWGB, Nuyorican Poets Cafe - NYC, KGB Bar- NYC, Brooklyn Poets - NYC, Busboys & Poets - Arlington VA, Linneman's Riverwest Inn - Milwaukee, along with many other places. His visual artwork has been exhibited with Andy Warhol, Peter Dean, George Morrison, and others.

Poetry

The Keeper of My Soul

Walking through your forest,
a canopy of oaks, maples, and birch,
cloak the sky above,
your whispers can be heard,
amongst the trees,
as their branches sway from your breath,
seduced by the allure of your scent,
faint perfumed wisps of delight fill me,
in a trance, I lay on your bed of moss,
helpless, in the surroundings of your beauty,
trickles from a creek can be heard,
crickets chirp as the songbirds sing,
the grip of my bondage has been released
my soul wanders in your creation,
now you have taken me,
Gaia,
I am yours.

With Humblement

I stopped at the hills’ crest.
White markers, tablets of the fallen,
Stand endless, to the horizon.
Records, to the foundation of our Union.
Ledgers, of those who have sacrificed.

Homage is given every day.
Remember all, for many more, are not here.
Women and Men have fought and died for:
You, families, liberty, property, freedom, democracy, religion,
Education, equal rights, speech, and the pursuit of happiness.

At every testament, a flag is placed.
Each tribute, a star against the blue sky,
For the protectors, of our faith;
Red, white and blue,
Pillars of our states.

Let their duty, not be forgotten!
Visit their graves.
Thank them each day, in your thoughts.
With humblement, I kneel to say a prayer.
Only God knows, the true meaning of a soldier's gift.