A sense of white in motion dives from the sky into the pond, disturbing the isolation of the woods, sending droplets in the air, fluttering, until they fall in an arch, reverberating in secondary drops and turn into the waves that touch the water’s edge. …
Read MoreA Trail That Brings Me Home
Slipping through the wooded trails, Hearing tales of a day’s delight; Watching wild as green leaves flail With birds that flee my field of sight. “Whistle me a melody Made in flights of careless joy; Whistle once again in glee And bring me back to …
Read MoreCenter of My Soul
Center of my soul Joined in the union of desire Lost in the kiss, unwound in all directions I revel in your loneliness I revel in your missed road signs Along the map we cannot read together It is sweet, this darkness That draws us …
Read MoreWithin It All
Snow fell early Along a desert road As autumn colors Collide within the flow The earth begins to crack Until, together again, it grows As chaos, disorder falls I slip into it all And hidden there I seek The gems of springtime’s show
Read MoreGeometric Woman
God made you in endlessly repeating geometric shapes triangles, circles opening and dividing until you created your own vocabulary set in theorems lost in the proof of your own humanity
Read MoreLingering
Along the stone-tipped buildings, glass reflectsThe water ripples flowing near, where home’sA memory uncorked and lost, complexAs photos seen in every road one roams.Now winter’s worn the road some fifteen years,The covered clouds are broken by the sunAnd wind-whipped rain blows on till pathways clearWith …
Read MoreDepths
We rise from the dark Depths of earthly silence Briefly to touch the sunlight Before sinking once again Into the land of shadows Where whispers bring The echoes of eternity
Read MoreLife
Life continues to move along Whether you get on or get off Or sit there by the side On a bench beneath the shade To smoke a cigar and watch The wind blow and the leaves As they fall in every which way
Read MoreThe Body in a Dream
We sing in the branches, The birds of night, born brittle In broken words and melancholic memes, As holy as the body in a dream Woven in, set upon a tree, Old and scorned, played out like a fiddle With worn out strings, a holy …
Read MoreNo Trace
I walk the streets to stray around As horns hang still, surrounding cars No people pass, no flowers found The clouds stay dark, the sun stays far No light, no sound—a man was hung These buildings block the burning sun We take in air with …
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