The Mouse Dream

Mice have entered
through a hole in my
roof but I am tired.
I dream of eating them
and wake with nine toes




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I never liked that word

I carry poetry in my arms
and place it in the dead tree
holding my heart in a bag

.


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And In this Uncertainty I Love You

And In that uncertainty
the weight of your
words has followed

as I stand inside
this living fire
with the cool shade
from tall trees all
around me

The laugh of eternity
as we realized
we could look beyond
its expiration and
the feeling of
bliss being near you

Yes time keeps running
but not fast enough
to keep this paradise
away


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The Sea Tempest

The goddess of love
is lost tonight
her rays of hope
concealed

The angelic moon
has lost its fight
with a  retreating  glance
it stares

Naught to be done
but to wait and  to wait
'Til comes that awful hour

Naught to be done
that can hope to abate
what comes

       nearer,
              nearer,
                     nearer



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The tickle dream

In a dream You
tickled me and I tickled you back
( yours was better).

And though my heart can only bloom
inside Your lovely garden
and though it's only Your soul that
sings me back to sleep in the middle
of the night
I know now that all I've done here
is crafted me a set of beautiful wings
with which I'll never truly be able to fly.


.

Above all these titles

And
Beyond Heaven
is my joy
here on Earth

 Her feet the continents
 her heart  

   the twirling arms of stars

 .

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Super fidelity LP

Everything is to music
as Love is to Life
Listening quietly
to the sound of
words and not their
meaning 
to the sound of Love
and all the beautiful silence
between songs knowing with this
Love the music will never end
 .

In all the silence of forgotten things

In a sense we plant
our love each night
in soil and water
patient with our fears
In all the silence of
forgotten things
.
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Soul first

I want
to swim in a river near
your smile
to find together the secret
passageway to the soft ruins

I want to crumble with you
into the universe

.

Disappearing Ink

Just day dreaming here

about the feelings
filling the pages

of my heart

As all the words disappear

in front of me

It's hard to read

when you're in love.

.

.

While I was falling

As I was thought
I could never be emptiness

the wind
momentarily
floats a leaf
as it falls I turn
and look up at the sky


.

As the heavens speak to the sky

Your Love
moves in me
like a shining stream
of silver stars
Speaking silently to my heart

as the heavens speak
to the sky

.


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The baby oranges are almost

teenagers already!

This is a typical lovely florida

summer sky. The tree is in

the front yard and I'm going to

remove some of the dead wood

because it's hurricane season!

This is a picture from my
reclining cloud chair in the back yard