Sunday, January 1, 2012

The tenderness of angel's hands

the drapes have been discontinued

like an ocean's forgotten rage
and leaping off clouds

and how it remains 
still ever more
Be Dazzling Me
with the tenderness of angel's hands

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Friday, December 30, 2011

The past I never had

My eyes drain into the mirror
Tears bled through a
fractured past
of now soundless songs

Veins inside of my heart
squirting ink
like starshine out in the
sky through space


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Thursday, December 29, 2011

not what I think

in the first line
I'm haunted by the
visual affliction of poetry
the word and
and

the soothing
evolution of the death of rhyme
and the sound of syllables



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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

The year's last words

dawn
the crown of earth 

embedded
in the hope filled light
all the songs
birds have ever sung
All in us


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                                                            "Dancing Lizards"

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Saturday, December 17, 2011

Easily and slowly

The wind is placed as a new
resident and the cold gold leaves
rest on each other
December through glass

As the doors open
angel's hands  are buried
in deep sweets and dark secrets
I could hide here and wait forever


...

Leaning out the window to now

In you appears a window
so now I open it
remembering
rainbows live a brief
but colorful life
then become air

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Monday, December 12, 2011

The line breaks

But after all the meaning and names 
somethings still remain unknown
and hit hard as the end of space
and my heart unfolds as the letters softly cry

the wake, thirst and sleep
of crude shadows
swaying against the moon's round voice

flashed by lightning
like an axe through the sky
a privilege, a known

a brief damp rain that
struck leaves unready to fall







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Friday, December 9, 2011

As we stare

the silence swirls
like pigeons half flocked
together in the narrows
of our mouths

and the darkness of our breath
washes over what is
over what we don't see

as the past gathers
and breathing like water
we chew the stones into clouds


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Sunday, December 4, 2011

December Takeover

The birds returned with evening
letters telling stories of the trees
seed wings falling under
a deepening blue hush

Meadow brushed mirrors of
eternity sewn into a fine fabric
Of quick summer urges oxidized into
cool faced hills with their shadows
clinging to possibility



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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

At a thousand and two Feet

The Sky Speaks life into my heart
its flesh
a smooth place in the imagination

As the world rattles
with chaotic spring harmonies
like thunder
quieted and encased in glass


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Sunday, November 27, 2011

Absolutely

She moves
the way
clouds drift in the sky
singing a lullaby to my heart
with cool overlapping shadows
  
and doubts as I walk
the circle to its end
as the clock chuckles at
the storms gently tugging
on my soul
yet still attached to me
that voice beyond all control

The way
the way our fingers  s t r e t c h e d  out
hold with the ground


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Wednesday, November 16, 2011

November is half over and

They say
the grass grows
thick where a heart lands
where a soul spreads out into
deep fields that run up mountainsides

but in truth
all elevation
falls flat and still
next to you my secret
Ocean beneath
eternal Spring

Your waves pass deep and
wide
A morning's meditation 
a sleepy moon holding
weightless
as God

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