I Have Just Seen A Ghost (August 31, 2010)

I have just seen a ghost
the being rushed by,
he spoke in humble greeting
and smelling of fresh soapsuds
crossed back into my
silhouetted dream

Peering Through That Dark Night (August 20, 2010)

Peering through
that dark night
the ancestors
could not know
what matter this was
an odd misty radiance
in a vanishing perhaps,
so They lifted the lid
and read the stars
through the elaborate
echo of time

I Am The Voice Of The Blue (August 29, 2010)

I am
the voice of the blue
blended with shadow
over the distant mountains
and the luminous tone of
the floating twilight
there is no other sound
save the silence

An Occasional Rustle (August 28, 2010)

Beyond the faint stirrings
An occasional rustle,
Turning back many times,
a look into the shadows
There is Only
this human trespass
not yet submerged in
the night.

Once More (August 27, 2010)

once more
the sharp flow of the wind,
across the enveloping plains
so desolate and wild
brought by the movement
of a restless memory
and a lingered disillusion.

It Is No Use (August 26, 2010)

It is no use,
my dream
slipping lithely away
grew diminutive again
destined for
its place on the shelf.

Leaving This Frivolity Behind (August 25, 2010)

leaving this frivolity behind
allows us to
strut like peacocks
broken free

If Not Looking (August 24, 2010)

If not looking
Perhaps you will
find a menagerie of
roses blooming brightly
in the middle of
Descending darkness

Find Your Way (August 23, 2010)

find your way
until tomorrow
Lying awake in the dark
consider the immense
the shade of pleasure
scarcely seen
a gleaming blue
relentless and scattering
then, be still
with a secret
touch of gratitude.

A Bird Circled (August 22, 2010)

a bird circled
the wide shade of an old elm.
absorbed in dreaming
marking down solitude.
as though powerless
To save her home
remember the
silent sadness

In The Spring (August 21, 2010)

in the spring,
over the still misty fields
you will return
With the wind
and a gathering shadow
stepping over each
line of regretting
passing along the banks of
the utterly unknown

Into The Forest Middle (August 20, 2010)

into the forest middle
acorns scattered
They stood in a crumpled
layer of leaves
savoring the cool sweetness,
of an ancient delicious,
and with the little goose
remained standing,
and awaited
other sights to come.

There We Were (August 19, 2010)

There we were
the whole assemblage
waiting tittering
from his perch came the speech
with nothing to say
as though it were
a map of dust
and I
withering
only to die of
boredom.

The Rivers Flow Crimson (August 18, 2010)

the rivers flow crimson
into my dreams
and alone I listen to
a thousand weary voices
singing their own
deep suffering,
I recognize each
forbidden story

The River Suddenly Darkening (August 17, 2010)

the river
suddenly darkening
rose above the rocks
and quivering
sunk
all the place names
on the map

Silent, The Sky (August 16, 2010)

Silent,
the sky
a pale blue vaulting
the last luxury of looking
find the whirlwind of history
where time stood
secretly smiling
in a house of possible
words spoken
a lovely promise
As you wish.

I Am Being At The Moment Engrossed (August 15, 2010)

I am
being at the moment engrossed
this is a world new
just touching the grass
it is so intricate
something quite like lace
all that you see
is a gilded pleasure

Perhaps I May Linger (August 14, 2010)

Perhaps I may linger
on the shoulders of the past
seen by none, spare alone,
through the dust
the faint nostalgia
woven only of wisteria
This last word
so many things learned and
still much forgotten
but already I belong to
this parting silence

So Close The Wind (August 13, 2010)

so close

the wind

we remain of the present

in this slender boat,

without blood or homeland

the years are as nothing,

for we are marked for brevity,

trusting the chance procession,

travelers here on earth

even lovelier

the stars returning

the circle begun again

Plunging Free, Leaped Into Dizziness (August 12, 2010)

Plunging free,
leaped into dizziness,
moving with such a grace
leaving behind
generous billows of dust.
While we remained there
a forgotten somewhere
beyond our vague remembrance

Storm Clouds Gathering (August 11, 2010)

storm clouds gathering
beneath the evening mirth
There will be a sense of blue
so close
The smell of heavy rain
for now
a reverberating silence

All The Time (August 10, 2010)

all the time
from every point of view
the woods remember-
oaks, maples and sycamores,
take measurement
the silent guidance of
a blood relative
watching and whispering
as a messenger
the wiser voice
from our faded past

Once You Knew A Golden Firelight (August 9, 2010)

Once you knew
a golden firelight
that dreamed of silence
In the early twilight,
an ancient hovering mist
filled the empty sweeps
of a reunited time

You Must Return (August 8, 2010)

you must return
from the marble time
such a broken dark and tiny
another empty elsewhere place
opening your hand.
notes tucked carefully
written word for word,
All along looking back
Do you not know
what has happened?

At The End Of Thought (August 7, 2010)

At the end of thought,
the most beautiful bouquets
a sighed so deeply

Look Out Upon Your Reflection (August 6, 2010)

look out upon your reflection
finding this
a little masked ball
in a forest of mirrors
you, one feather
of the Golden Swan
and I
the rustle of the wind

Each Night (August 5, 2010)

each night
let your dreams be of flying
a simple ritual
the last moment of forever
so faded by morning

Call Me The Autumn Queen (August 4, 2010)

call me the
Autumn queen,
I am lace
slowly burned
russet and gold
a crown of falling leaves
the smell of rustic
quieted
confined to the forests
clinging
I have promised
only shadows
cast in silence.

Come And Explain (August 3 2010)

come and explain
that mysterious something
dangling,
already dried and wrinkled
like a deep standstill
I remain enraptured
its meaning a curious
nearness

The Drums Beat (August 2, 2010)

the drums beat
a stirring presence
one long uncoiled song,
from the deep

Lay Down Upon The Bed (August 1, 2010)

lay down upon the bed
think of nothing
keep silence
Without another word
watch the moment
growing smaller and
sinking into the horizon
the rest can wait

Wait For The Moment Split (July 31, 2010)

wait for
the moment split
memory will
take you back
your way lit
by a fluttering candle
held high
you know
there are
only two ways
to turn