Moon Gone Dark
In early morning hours with dawn a blush, moon rises in the east, cloudless skies, a sliver of light. I watch her go dark quarter to eighth to this last slice before departing for days of rest. I feel that time, light slowly receding, draining idle thoughts and difficult dreams. Then the coda of rest, […]
Night Gift
Flooded with moonlight the bay lay rippled with soft northerly wind, the sound of owls echoing in the forest. Her beauty spread upon the lonely shore a gift in the quiet night to any who might awake in these dark hours.
These Gathered Wings
Spirited away in the dark night, I travelled to distant lands, other times of strange expectation. I return tired, the night work taking more than day. Crows circle in the morning wind, the light of the sun a golden streak on the rippling sea. Always the going and return, my heart wants rest, to come […]
B Flat Blues 🎶
Before first light trucks clang on the street, the noise of traffic, a glimmer in the east. Wind stirs the trees, hints of yellow showing in the slow turn toward autumn. I’m ready to let go the burden, the many faces of might have been, and take heart in the morning. The B flat blues […]
Marrow and Bone
The way you travel on the time bound planet, to follow or not the deeply rutted road or find yourself in a dark wooded valley unknown to everyone but yourself. When stripped down to marrow and bone, the only resource what you harvest from within, stay with the river, wear down your boots; remember freedom […]
Path of Gold
I haven’t turned with the trees, holding back against cold air and blanketing clouds. Not wanting winter rest nor root darkness I struggle for light as the sun moves south before the rain and darkened cave. Holding on, yet knowing I will follow the path of gold to the waiting earth. […]
Quietly the Darkness
Day and night begin to balance in the slow turn to autumn; hints of yellow and gold, fog on the water, sunlight dimming. I go toward the dark ready to release and find again the roots that feed the world unseen. Earth has spread her leaves in the great dance of summer and now the […]
Kindness Like a River
Night slowly retreats as moon and stars set while in the east light shines through a hole in the clouds. Time is on the march or so we’ve thought; behind the ticking clocks imagination fuels the way, crushing each gate of limitation, laughing at the notions of heaven afar. Heaven is kindness, waiting like a […]
Intersection of Grace
On the long road between then and now highways of violence, intersections of grace, messages from the world of the broken, hopeless to go on, while the earth sings beneath a night sky electric with memory. We belong to every body, every soul bearing the weight of fractured desire. We all limp together though we […]
Hummingbird Wings
I scan the water like eagle, looking for the tide within the tide, her presence in the sea. When she asks what I want I will say to be here and she will smile, finding beauty in the wave, knowledge in silence, joy on hummingbird wings. […]
To the Horizon
There may be a day more promising than today sometime in the future but why wait? We look to the rising, put sails to the wind though weather be dark and ominous. This craft of ours sturdy yet slight, carries faith as fuel, direction by the stars. Our ropes strain and break yet we mend […]
Tendril of the Oak
Settled in below the morning fog within the motion and noise, I sit quietly gazing at gray skies and summer green, as an old stone or rough-barked tree finds center in the earth, patient within unrest. Angels protect this silence for it roots to the heart of the world, joining those caverns to the light […]
Wearing Many Colors
Sunlight on rain soaked trees, sounds of the city awakening, letting go into the new day. There are always troubles, ask anyone who’s farmed. Progress and promotion are salesmen’s words. The earth isn’t selling, she doesn’t profit. She stores in winter dark and gives in spring green, yields to summer sun, returns with gold in […]
Brittle Become Green
There’s an empty spot where you used to be, brittle as a branch, longing for touch. Empty but brittle that doesn’t make sense you say with quick wit. Well this is a poem and you are a story and the place you left is brittle and empty; I know as I touch it. I drop […]
Here for a Season
When I’m tired and aggrieved I return to the earth green and vivid. The life of one petal, one leaf, here for a season then passing. You had many seasons, many years my friend. You brightened the earth, brought a smile and sharp wit with gentleman’s grace. I will miss you. […]