A tree top twig Beneath the empty skyI look among The world’s connected stringsFrom a lofty view That’s twenty stories highIt’s here I see The flutters filled with wings This morning’s hush As Hudson’s sparkle comesAround it flows With autumn’s remnant leavesThe pigeon sky Above the …
Read MoreAs We Travel There Alone
The friends we had, the friends we leftAlong the siren streetsA signal past, a thousand theftsIn red light, white light beats Oh, where can I rest in this hidden townAs wind comes whistling throughIn light and dark, as it rains down,A dancer flails there too Somewhere she …
Read MoreBetween the Rain and Sun
We live in drought As summer sings to fallMy wandering clothes Have filled with filth through all A sunny view Along the road I cameTo pray for peace On a night of calming rain The rooftop tiles Have washed with water’s lashThe rusted drains Have carried off …
Read Morealone in the bush
alone in the bush where night is calling within the open sky as dark as the one I love I wander in the sand while cutting twigs in a path the bells have echoed somewhere in the night this midnight soup has broken up my …
Read Moreat the bottom of the forest
at the bottom of the forest within the dark pearl where we have come to rest from echoes and voices so still the universe has barely cracked and the grass stays silent
Read MoreDawn
dawn breaks through between the hills where light fragments in spectral colors as we snap to attention to march on, beyond the rest of morning chores
Read MoreHarbor
along the harbor where green sea goes gray on an autumn day as it’s turned half winter now in the sun and the pairs form of cold light and mannequins that mouth out with their frozen lips of something yet to come
Read MoreDestinations
found along an ancient map where we sailed in an old, wooden boat bobbing among the ways brushing against imagined sea monsters where they roared and children stared into the black expanse guided by the Northern Lights
Read MoreMorning Sun
seeds impregnate the earth whispering and loving its children grown among the wandering souls each morning in spring where it is quiet where we sit in silence to behold the morning sun
Read MoreYour Eyes Alone
the forest grows green why all this rain? the tears in the wet adventure planted seeds in the abandoned woods growing like the wind which carries the wolves your eyes alone open in the dark
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