be the odd smile
Tiptoeing into the room,
And bring me a crown
The ranks are thinning.
The larders must be filled.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Sometimes A Blissful Sigh (October 14, 2010)
Sometimes
a blissful sigh
anchors lifted
Watching and waiting
clouds of waxed paper
floating over
the endless blue
my scattered imagining
And the ghost of a smile
a blissful sigh
anchors lifted
Watching and waiting
clouds of waxed paper
floating over
the endless blue
my scattered imagining
And the ghost of a smile
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
The Storm Arose Slowly From The Waves (October 13, 2010)
The storm
arose slowly from the waves.
blew across a great mist
then fell like pounding
the flat rocks
that far vista
in a blur of blue
our arrival here,
safe home
what a wonder!
arose slowly from the waves.
blew across a great mist
then fell like pounding
the flat rocks
that far vista
in a blur of blue
our arrival here,
safe home
what a wonder!
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
These Pine Branches (October 12, 2010)
these
pine branches
colored
wide and shady
fragrant
so gentle a place
the sun on stones,
a long time
silent
pine branches
colored
wide and shady
fragrant
so gentle a place
the sun on stones,
a long time
silent
Between Here And The Next Dawn (October 11, 2010)
between here and
the next dawn
one hundred
wonders waiting
a bowl of momentous
the depth of dreams
for I have seen the queen,
Shall we go
without stopping
into the night
the next dawn
one hundred
wonders waiting
a bowl of momentous
the depth of dreams
for I have seen the queen,
Shall we go
without stopping
into the night
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
And Now, Threading This Needle (October 9, 2010)
And now,
threading this needle,
letting my hands
remember other days
Once polished to a blaze
the warmth of copper
and Yet
how each one
faded to a lovely gray
as though
worn pale by the night
threading this needle,
letting my hands
remember other days
Once polished to a blaze
the warmth of copper
and Yet
how each one
faded to a lovely gray
as though
worn pale by the night
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