Saturday, April 27, 2013

Come Home to Me

Wind whispers in awareness.
Forever there is no time like now.
Feel free to ask me what I see.
Seeking comfort in compassion
and the deepest understanding,
we crave the constancy of love

Friday, April 19, 2013

A Cold Spring Dawn

Early spring's raw embrace,
images in cold wet drops,
speaking to where I've been,
and those I've seen -
lives tarnished
in grief's long gaze.
At dawn in blue light
I am awake another night.

Monday, April 15, 2013

Machine Talk

Machines still can not comprehend poets. I pressed the wrong button on my iPhone and had a wonderfully hilarious conversation.

iPhone: What can I help you with?

Poet: In raw wind scraped tundra, the snow spring sneers....relentless ice fire pouring across hell.

IPhone: I eschew theological disquisition.

Friday, April 12, 2013

A Pack of Two

Where I go
Whitey dashes
through the brush.
Hairy four pawed
laughter barks and jumps.
We roll down the hill.

Bobbing up and down
through tall grasses
she charges, grabs my foot.
I'm a toy, a friend.
I wrench free.

Fun touched
in sun washed fields,
we run furry, barking,
howling, yelping,
laughing we play.

Thursday, April 11, 2013


If in giving grace
we gave our tender love,
each from our own nobility
just because we live,
how would it be? Namaste.

Note: Namaste means "I bow reverently to you."

The Maze

Walking a maze, one hand trembling
holding a cup. Strangers speak.
He looks up. Hesitating, slowly,
forming words without meaning.
Bewildered eyes stare back.
A life lost - the secrets he keeps!

forest floor

on the forest floor
in tranquil moments we meet
friends picking mushrooms

evolution's dance

evolution's dance
spring peepers sing with bullfrogs
at night magic lives