Speak of Wondering (May 31, 2010)

Speak of wondering
weaving a pool of
dark shadows through
a finery of floating silver
so that we imagine
the sounds of sunlight
At last the threshold,
A wish so promising

There Is Only The Glimpse Of Twilight (May 30, 2010)

There is only the
glimpse of twilight.
a momenbt still,
polished and painted
as if beamed throu8gh
a spirit camera
now already shifting

I Dreamed It This Way (May 29, 2010)

I dreamed it this way.
last night's rain.
a solitary butterfly and
birds. brilliant green
then, the sound of murmuring
In a voice so familiar
that moment of suspended life.
too Soon
the daylight

Once A Curious Tale (May 28 2010)

once,
a curious tale
wind over the grasses,
simplicity twisting in space.
A trickle of desolation.
far over the forgotten place.
calling the reverent
home.

Long Starry Nights (May 27, 2010)

long starry nights,
turquoise, crimson,
solemnity and sunlight.
Can you not see the
lace offerings a
silver summons inspired by
the beauty of the dark

We Are Two Remaining Chairs (May 26, 2010)

We are
two remaining chairs
I am the rough hewn
rabbit, out to forage
hardships and dreams
you are the cloud shadows
the gentle gaze
this fold of weeping blue

If I Am For A Moment Falling (May 25, 2010)

If I am for a moment falling
out of sight between the trees
draw up the lost familiar
some winding path of recognition
bound in time sunshine slanting
smoothly down the length of glass
door wide open awakening free

One Small Stone (May 24, 2010)

one small stone
a miniature imprint
long living
continually still
can you wonder too much
all this ceaseless
consequence

Walk A Little (May 23, 2010)

walk a little.
step by step
in the same place
then in circles
fresh leaves
strewn about
circumstance
warm sunshine
the day well spent

In The Middle Stood (May 22, 2010)

In the middle stood
the very possible
buried in profusion
the laughing spirit
astonished by extravagance
an air of careless
flapping in the wind.
the moment golden

I could not leave (May 21, 2010)

I could not leave the
house of cards.
it was perfectly
in particular
elaborately fitted
written in a cherished detail
with marks of the ephemeral
both at once,
All the same
make believe illusions

I Don't Know Why (May 20, 2010)

I don't know why
the glass door opened
the sound of bursting through
a tangled procession,
the splash of diamonds
an inexplicable remaining
Now go, dispatch
the billowed wind.

Each Ordinary Day (May 19, 2010)

each
ordinary day
This one chance
fleeting

Start Again (May 18, 2010)

start again;
I misunderstood
this world
so weary burdened
another song
Around the bend
more welcoming
and beautiful
its wondrous warmth
the sound still
whispered

Murmur the Changes (May 17, 2010)

murmur the changes
scattered blue
flung beyond the
laughing wind.
Drink to the moment of
exquisite nightfall,
a nestle of velvety quiet
as though a stream of
clearly flowing glass
And now, go on alone,
deeply curious.

I Am Gazed Transfixed (May 16, 2010)

I am
gazed transfixed
a long time
like a statue,
stained with
something secret
in the distance
everything
the unseen
and indifferent,
the smallest surprises
painstakingly washed
softly on the wing

Small Wonder (May 15, 2010)

Small wonder
a pound of buttons
glittered bright red
in the morning sunlight.
This remembered
once

A Morning of Many Colored Corners (May 14, 2010)

a morning of
many colored corners
enjoyed a moment in the doorway,
charm dangling
lighting up like flames
an armful of painted tulips.
what fragrant messsages from
before the spring awakening

A Sudden Astonishment (May 13, 2010)

A sudden astonishment
the properties of ceremonies past
that embroidered evening
a laughed so heartily
and all for a cake of turrets.

I shall be seated beside (May 12, 2010)

I shall be seated beside
the polished bones
a little moon-mad perhaps
a bright gleam still
awaited telling eyes,
the promised quite at ease,
once in the water
slowly spreading ripples

soundless in the sun (May 11, 2010)

soundless
in the sun
the geraniums.
a faint scent of
black-currant
a semicircle of
gentleness
Remember always
the moment

I Am Wind-Borne (May 10, 2010)

I am wind-borne
my story plaintive, weaving
as though outside time or place
Every opened window,
calling out contentment,
a circle back.
For the first time a slow smile
sparkled cheer

The Map of Chance (May 9, 2010)

the map of chance
on the table,
I am relishing
a secret something
with silence almost twitching,
I will speak bits of talk.
whispered in reverie.
still The scent of burgundy
and here in the doorway,
the day of departure
later a brightness.

Everything In Sight

everything in sight.
fresh colorful
right-angled on all sides
come
the beginning of the feast.
with an elaborate plate for
Every being on earth
voices Together again
hopeful for the moment

This Life A Silver Ripple (May 7, 2010)

this life a silver ripple
I am bewildered
like a dream.
Somewhere, my
remembered home
Yet we are set on a rock
silhouetted by
the light of the moon.

Now let us find our places.

Stopping Often Out of Sight (May 6, 2010)

stopping often out of sight.
against the pale moon.
a glimpse of graciousness,
the grove of trees beyond
alive with deepest gratitude,

make glad the heart

The Sound of an Elaborate Everything (May 5, 2010)

the sound of an elaborate everything
an atmosphere galloping full
speak in a language not your own
as a path to the mysterious thick
a bone exchanged

the heart suddlenly opened

You may draw from the bowl (May 4, 2010)

you may draw from the bowl
of faded wishes Only once
turn from the edge of empty
and I will tell you the history
of desolation in a secret
language Age-old

Now, lay down (May 3, 2010)

Now, lay down
the finest white linen
a soft sweet pleasure
at last the sweep of wings
into the sunken depths
a deep black-currant sleep,
The night as one liquid moment
Only this.

Perplexity stirred (May 2, 2010)

perpexity stirred
softly rose the parallel
flew from the lightened,
halfway across, paused
now gathered and tied
laid out waiting

the ancestor beside

From time to time (May 1, 2010)

from time to time
in the early morning
if I stood breathless
a faint gleam glistening
like silver lace,
minutes later,
the spell was broken.
still I waited silently
beneath an ancient longing