Friday, April 30, 2010

The shadows of the passing strangers (April 30, 2010)

The shadows of the passing
strangers belonged to
my other future.
I stood awaiting them.
They went about as though spirit
from the window broken.
into the deserted foreground
time curved
Something certain disappeared
A few hours stolen

Thursday, April 29, 2010

In the flurry of seldom (April 29, 2010)

in the flurry of seldom
we will manage with empty,
following the imaginary perhaps
for the sake of lost gratitude
for there is much that is
still right

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Upon the table (April 28, 2010)

upon the table
earthenware jugs,
clean and bare
The smell of honey
a lengthened time
Slow to pass.
like a last
veiled secret
embroidered with

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

The restless evening wind (April 27, 2010)

the restless evening wind
shuffled the whispering leaves
with a promised soothing.
still the figure of the phantom
arrived here, drawn by wonder
and slowly inch-by-inch
encircled the room,
it was a gaze
innocent and exiled
a beautiful unobtainable

Monday, April 26, 2010

Sometimes the noise of many words (April 26, 2010)

sometimes the
noise of many words
a parade of utterance and
the flurry of translation
disappearing in the wind
at last a sudden hush
thoughts revealed
in search of language
Do not forget

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Come, quick (April 25, 2010)

Come, quick
a glimpse of elegance
the look of the gathered mist,
at the edge of the unbroken plains,
even now a melancholy land
and this soft fleeting morning,
is the last verse offered

Saturday, April 24, 2010

The river still (April 24, 2010)

the river still.
leaving nothing
to unwind,
Should I have forseen
such a long gracious gravity
there will be no more singing
only a parted slightly
as though anything
can be explained

Friday, April 23, 2010

From the awakening earth (April 23, 2010)

from the awakening earth.
The smell of spring
here sometimes there
everything is momentary
then gone

Thursday, April 22, 2010

The night pressed thicker (April 22, 2010)

The night pressed thicker
an elegant black
gathered up stone
until at last the river
silk ribbons of starlight
a lingered moment,
a parting silence.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

In the mirrors of the marble gardens (April 21, 2010)

in the mirrors of
the marble gardens,
empty in the early morning
I encountered
the arrival of the
prince of pale reflecting
a trace of starlight,
ever so faintly

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

A messenger emerged (April 20, 2010)

a messenger emerged
flushed with instance,
it was umber
come I have
the strength of stones
and a torrent
of shivered memories
stretched with
the echo of
several centuries.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Sometimes a glistened green (April 19, 2010)

a glistened green
the remains of reds
meanwhile revelry.
pulsate with life
Soon whirling

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Your theory of the conjured up countryside (April 18, 2010)

your theory of the
conjured up countryside
the very thing blueberry
Now tell me about the
arrowheads of longing
growing up between
those broken

Late in the day (April 17, 2010)

Late in the day
after dark
end with wild excitement
try anything funny
have the things to burn
behind the disused staircase
welcome from
condemned to a blinded vigilance
I have no strict orders
I am from the wilderness.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Smiling sunny from side to side (April 16, 2010)

Smiling sunny
from side to side
then made for sadness
where is that
pieced together
reunion with the
a long time puzzle
yet unfinished

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Over and over (April 14, 2010)

Over and over
counting the
panorama of possessions
surely I
have forgotten the
present homecoming
the deepening endless
always there

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Before following this strange and surging river (April 13, 2010)

before following
this strange and surging river
choose a perfect compass course
and keep my nearness
silent for awhile
as a wayward waiting
I am a far corner
on the map
tracking the line
of uncertainty.

Monday, April 12, 2010

in a sudden thirst for unfamiliar (April 12, 2010)

in a sudden thirst
for unfamiliar,
bundle of a mass of twigs
sneak through cracks
weaving warm and quiet
with pleasure and surprise
find further pinpoints of
a blinding vivid blue
keep it smiling
loosely lightly
watching waiting
until the beginning
last moment

Sunday, April 11, 2010

I am in a still grateful place (April 11, 2010)

I am in a
still grateful place
sleeping into silence
your nearness alongside,
through the air of the
cloudless blue-black, night
remember my smile

Saturday, April 10, 2010

At first there were empty surroundings (April 10, 2010)

At first there were
empty surroundings
not even a secret
glance traced
on the map, but
I was alive
discovering new land;
days in a precarious hope
so different
so many miles
so long ago

Friday, April 9, 2010

We have taken different roads (April 9, 2010)

we have taken different roads
and our shadows left no trace
when we journey
quietly along and face to face
until the last and lingered gates
will you wait here first along
at last together.
all that you desire is waiting
and within.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Live by hope (April 8, 2010)

live by hope
beyond the window.
be curious about anything
and watch
I am only a name.
and still
the glimpse into
this private moment
I believe I have
never seen a maze
so winding

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

I loved the pure air (April 7, 2010)

I loved the pure air
the wilderness of not talk.
Sliding across smooth stones,
on either side a rushing torrent
the shadows lifted
The sound came
and paused again,
a little cry of caught from fallen
so soon.
the silver morning rising
seized by that wondering what
I could have wept

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

I wish to return to wander (April 6, 2010)

I wish to return
to wander
how deeply beloved
This slower tempo,
a plaintive whisper
unmoving lips.
it might have been
The light in the room
the tale is a long unfolded
my thoughts burning captive,
glowing wise.
I am only nothing more
And hoping to begin

Monday, April 5, 2010

What of the gently twisting candles (April 5, 2010)

What of the gently
twisting candles,
fantastic in the night
the light a Yawning silence,
like Solitude
down the hollow corridors,
I will wait, alone,
on the long winding stairway
until the last lonely night
is made helpless
by the dawn.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

I followed further around (April 4, 2010)

I followed further around
and suddenly smiled
the spectacle of raspberries
and a bright blue door.
respond to finding
go and tell
soon this deeply golden
is as endless lost.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

I left puzzled (April 3, 2010)

I left puzzled
the scent of something,
swept past.
scarlet geraniums
curiously bright
in the gray light of dawn

Friday, April 2, 2010

strange how the forest (April 2, 2010)

strange how the forest
was shimmering with silence
and all things spirit
the shadow across the age
stood waiting.
whitened with apprehension.
Then an echo, the color red
It turned out to be fire

Thursday, April 1, 2010

before dawn (April 1, 2010)

before dawn,
this very delicately day
by instinct fell
nearby still, and fresh.
reassuringly familiar,
leaves were limping
losing color,
I gave thought an emptying
then dropped to a resting place
until the sun became
a huge enormous