Like the sea
left open to the sun
with wind and tongue
whose beauty is today
While gravity
and the stars heave
Heaven's heavy heart
and now this
.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Hearts filled with Heaven
freely come
into my heart and
melt me into heaven
as morning goes
where you go
lay down again
and again as love flashes
glow and grow
.
into my heart and
melt me into heaven
as morning goes
where you go
lay down again
and again as love flashes
glow and grow
.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
the weather outside language
new memories dissolve in
a rain of conversation
then an arch of color like a rainbow
forms a passageway in the sky through the fall
Words tell us of a journey
describing, imitation and immortality
like a town on a mountain
adjacent to love is discovery
.
a rain of conversation
then an arch of color like a rainbow
forms a passageway in the sky through the fall
Words tell us of a journey
describing, imitation and immortality
like a town on a mountain
adjacent to love is discovery
.
Friday, October 28, 2011
If something is
As I rid myself
of title and plot and
all ties to stratification
and commit to my idea
with the simple thought that it feels
like something right between my fingers
I still imagine you
quietly outside all
I've planned
before even a word's
been spoken
.
of title and plot and
all ties to stratification
and commit to my idea
with the simple thought that it feels
like something right between my fingers
I still imagine you
quietly outside all
I've planned
before even a word's
been spoken
.
When I Can't See You
Your eyes hide
you from me
so I dream us into water
letting angels have the sky
for here in the quiet waves
god is silent as we are
.
you from me
so I dream us into water
letting angels have the sky
for here in the quiet waves
god is silent as we are
.
There was once a
you know what
passed down
like an ancient myth
that carried
on about the universe
with leaves trembling on its farthest branches.
.
passed down
like an ancient myth
that carried
on about the universe
with leaves trembling on its farthest branches.
.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Heaven's Endless Body
There is no control of the skies
he shouted
flying high
If my shadow could only see
me now
He thought
as I turn to see my shadow
moving my heart past myself
to share our passing
I fly into her smile
And I am by my blood
a relic of light found
left behind energy
conscious, a ghost
still dragging time
as I turn to see her
my heart moves past itself
am I to be my blood
or a relic of light
conscious of energy
heaven's endless body
or a ghost dragging time?
.
he shouted
flying high
If my shadow could only see
me now
He thought
as I turn to see my shadow
moving my heart past myself
to share our passing
I fly into her smile
And I am by my blood
a relic of light found
left behind energy
conscious, a ghost
still dragging time
as I turn to see her
my heart moves past itself
am I to be my blood
or a relic of light
conscious of energy
heaven's endless body
or a ghost dragging time?
.
Monday, October 24, 2011
The rumbling tone of creation
fashioned tones from
under a brilliant night sky
where has always been
that first
star
the oldest musical
instrument
rumbling the tones of creation
..
under a brilliant night sky
where has always been
that first
star
the oldest musical
instrument
rumbling the tones of creation
..
Saturday, October 22, 2011
The sun hands over its dress
in pieces
perfectly misplaced on a world
made of danger and weight
spun without drying
there Spring is swerving
on its forgotten journey and here
Fall through with the green
landscape once rich and raging
now fades into the nuance
between conversations
.
perfectly misplaced on a world
made of danger and weight
spun without drying
there Spring is swerving
on its forgotten journey and here
Fall through with the green
landscape once rich and raging
now fades into the nuance
between conversations
.
Don't You Know
We fall like dancing stars
springing back into time
holding the hands of reason
we let go of so completely
because noticing
it's harder to worry
Me, an admirer
as I think I am of stars I cannot see
moving in ocean waves
that sparlke the sky with the feet and
hands they lack
.
springing back into time
holding the hands of reason
we let go of so completely
because noticing
it's harder to worry
Me, an admirer
as I think I am of stars I cannot see
moving in ocean waves
that sparlke the sky with the feet and
hands they lack
.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Stripped by the falling sky
Thought
knowable only to angels
at the edge of the sky
over the heartbreaking silence
a bolt across the firmament
And I stumble and fall over
a question - and you ease back
through my pores, the way love wrestles through
impenetrable people
Like pulling forward space
the moon cries behind her cloudy
eyes and peering through the haze
the earth begs to be caressed
by her floating body
Stripped by a fallen sky
her white earth lies dead
bare with pale volcanoes
a dimly lit salted sphere
without a memory of life
she is everything
.
knowable only to angels
at the edge of the sky
over the heartbreaking silence
a bolt across the firmament
And I stumble and fall over
a question - and you ease back
through my pores, the way love wrestles through
impenetrable people
Like pulling forward space
the moon cries behind her cloudy
eyes and peering through the haze
the earth begs to be caressed
by her floating body
Stripped by a fallen sky
her white earth lies dead
bare with pale volcanoes
a dimly lit salted sphere
without a memory of life
she is everything
.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
ING
And in the vastness and truth
of who we are
waits the unfolding now blue sky
Our form through tournaments of old
still warm and grand
She was born with morning inside
her in the early spring
as light fell down
through the cool thin gaps
Does eternity have an end
for this poem?
..
of who we are
waits the unfolding now blue sky
Our form through tournaments of old
still warm and grand
She was born with morning inside
her in the early spring
as light fell down
through the cool thin gaps
Does eternity have an end
for this poem?
..
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