The Night Is Very Dark (September 30, 2010)

The night
is very dark
but For a thousand
flashing fireflies.
I turn over
crossing into the
very midst of dreams
and sleep
a gilded sleep

Morning Broke (September 29, 2010)

morning broke,
Outside the air
rose in mists above
the open land
the faint glimpse of
autumn frost,
clinging in the new dawn
fading at last into
gratitude.

Nevertheless And Just Because (September 28, 2010)

nevertheless
and just because
the establishment of
upward flight
Beyond this darkness,
freedom is empty
and very light

From A Tiny Envelope (September 27, 2010)

Well, I just have to admit that there will be another gap here of a few days!  My husband and I were on a trip to the Black Hills region of South Dakota for the reception of our collaborative exhibition at Black Hills State University and a workshop he did with students there.  I intended each day to do a found text poem and post as usual, but somehow each day merged into the next and it never worked out.  So, we're back now and I'll begin posting as of now with today's poem....

From a tiny envelope
wrinkled and useless
this little probability
to be crowded with
memories sprawling
across the stillness

I Long For Frivolity (September 21, 2010)

I long for frivolity
give me this one
in chocolate-colored velvet
I will be the
beating in his heart.

Oh, It Is Very Simple (September 20, 2010)

Oh, it is very simple.
a flowered meadow
delicious tea with milk,
and every night
captivated by dreams
embroidered with silence.

We Are Such Strangers (September 19, 2010)

We are such strangers
Each a story lived alone
and
hidden somewhere in the maze
companions side by side
together turning stones
from shadow into sunlight

When Leaving In Two Directions At Once (September 18, 2010)

When leaving
in two directions at once,
step forward unhindered
glance from branch to branch
And beyond that,
cast your radiant spirits
into the
Already gathering wind

Sometimes A Gentleness (September 17, 2010)

sometimes a gentleness
so seldom forthcoming
such comfort
like the warmth of the sun
against your
murmured sleeping

Ponderings (September 16, 2010)

ponderings,
a thousand ponderings
gold-deepened
glass spangled
candlelight

I Stepped Into A Gentle Circle Of Pines (September 15, 2010)

I stepped into
a gentle circle of pines,
and waited
for the sake of
sacred things
I am
my blood runs
and
my breath makes
a flutter into the air

They Came Across The Nightfall (September 14, 2010)

they came
across the nightfall
and with gathered up roots
raked messages
carving deeper channels
in the land
so eloquent the reading
of their painted map,
I shall not forget
that shadow world

Peer Into The Cool Satin Darkness (September 13, 2010)

peer into the
cool satin darkness
and connect the stars
with a fine golden
line long enough to
follow you home

This Circle Of Stones (September 12, 2010)

this circle of stones
keeping the silent time
of some other history
the spirit slowly taken root
Without an uttered word

Breathing Time (September 11, 2010)

breathing time
in waves
each a long
endless flowing
like an outgoing tide.

And Again (September 10, 2010)

And again
even before
the morning came
clouds broke.
a long rain.
tears rolled down
too heavy to hold

What If One Day (September 9, 2010)

what if
one day
we have no
bird calls
spreading across the blue,
no birds darting here and away
only this uninhabited sky
grave and silent

There It Was Again (September 8, 2010)

Yet there it was again,
the narrow spinning time
bewildered
I disappeared into the cave
and waited
quiet magnified
eyelids shut
my vision, found.
It fell from my hand
almost too sweet to bear.

What Must I Do Now? (September 7, 2010)

What must I do now?
I am here More than ever
between something fringing
a waited for presence
daring beyond imagination,
Please tell me
I have been searching
But I see only
a plate of berries.

In A Blur Of Lamplight (September 6, 2010)

 

in a blur of lamplight
The pages fluttered
their movements
in secret reverence
as though to awaken
every word discovered
sleeping

To The Wide World (September 5, 2010)

To the wide world
many toasts
good wishes
there is a great
prancing into being
this web of life
so rich with
our dreams.

An Invited Guest!

I am delighted to be able to post a found poem by a guest poet here on Missouri Bend Paper Works.  Gabriella Mirollo is another artist/poet with a wonderful blog, Two Tigers Creations, and a great shop also called Two Tigers Creations on etsy.  Gabriella's beautiful poem can be found below, along with the cut words and phrases in the bowl.  I encourage anyone to become aquainted with Gabriella's beautifully written and insightful blog, as well as her shop, which specializes in photography and textiles. Thanks so much, Gabriella, for contributing this poem!

I could be

           the slick black back

       of a sleepless street

                smelling of rain and smoke

all is calm, but in that calm

             whatever it is finds a way

                  in shimmering puddles

      blind fingers reaching,

                        for the world

It Is Time To Tell You Who I Am (September 3, 2010)

It is time to tell you who I am
I come from the
generations beneath
These dark streets
Moving through time,
as though on a current of water
You will soon learn
your pleading questions
have no answer

A Momentous Decision (September 2, 2010)

a momentous decision
run up the stairs
to fling my old longings
through the window
into a long fluid darkness
a glistened moment
the trail silver

It Was Only A Thin Meantime (September 1, 2010)

It was only
a thin meantime
I awoke
in a bit of starlight
The moment encircled
luminous, cloudless and
awaiting