Category Archives: poetry

Undiscovered Country

20 Thursday Mar 2014

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Pink cloud tops,
Spanish and boots,
chocolate, leather, and
a withering of childhood need
in an undiscovered country.
Initial steps on a rocky path-
unsteady footing in drying wind,
arms wrapped around a sandbag
of understanding.
All yesterdays have washed away,
a surprising falsehood
captured in spotlight,
the soothing and familiar way a rut.
A task of magnitude
and inevitability ahead,
steep and rugged,
reaching skyward.
With stirring acceptance,
the direction chosen.

Throw Laughter

19 Wednesday Mar 2014

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Deepening furrow
between these brows-
so I throw laughter
into gullies, swales, ridges
of plantable earth,
and hear its return..
Skin dug into by years
of endless search~
Accumulating stillness and
spinning retrieval,
the stones stacked where walls must rest,
the breaches halted-
Wisdom approaches
slowly.

Let it Burn

19 Wednesday Mar 2014

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As feared, the horse
bolts the stable
while the house, with eucalyptus
growing high in the dry yard,
burns.
That horse, wild, ornery
spirited and dismissive
of imposed boundaries,
his muscles work without strain,
his mind unquestioning
of limitlessness.
Let the structure burn.
And jump on
the horse who pauses only
long enough
for you to turn as he passes
to vault onto his bare back,
feeling warm, sweated fur
against your naked limbs, and
take hold,
fingers woven in mane,
his tail twitching
with fever to run.
There’s only one ride-
take it as far as it goes.

Visible

18 Tuesday Mar 2014

Posted by in nature, photos, poems, poetry, transition, vision

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When duct tape,
won’t hold
anymore,
And the damage finally becomes
visible,
undeniable..
Hawk walking in broken glass..
And the first step in repair
is as obvious as tomorrow-
Questions loom–
Handing out diamonds
as if they were glass.
Unseen chains,
the unexplained weight cutting
wrists,
and this, somehow, accepted
since first inhalation.
No more.
Time to trade self
for Self,,
-that clear water satisfies not only
thirst
but inspires life
by simply
Being.

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In wait.

17 Monday Mar 2014

Posted by in lost, nature, photos, poems, poetry, transition

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We piece ourselves together,
Light and dust,
Parable and shrug..
When the birth of day
delivers orange
into the arms of a waiting
fir,
I admit my breath catches
and wonder nips my heels.
At least I see it,
Can feel and
Taste it,
but these recent moments carry
concern
for meaning.
The twists come, the slopes lift,
I’ve got the heart for it,
but the momentum dropped
off
somewhere
and I’m skipping, strangely,
along the surface of an exquisite outer
while
the inner chews in mid air,,
What am I doing?
Then, I must rise, and
gather the orange by the lake
exactly as the fir,
sitting silently in wait-

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into the darkness, Free

14 Friday Mar 2014

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Released~
From a lifetime of yearning,,
A fish,
dropped from the hook, undulating
into darkness,
Free..
even the piercing, erased.
Being both fisherman, jailer, and
the scaled one who knows the way~
Beyond this, laughter rises,
the rhythm of current and wind,
silenced ripple and singing sound..
Mind is blue, lapping.
Swim,
That’s all there is to do.

I won’t be waiting

12 Wednesday Mar 2014

Posted by in listen, lovers, nature, poems, poetry

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Dedicated to someone who cares enough
to ask questions.
Let Nina Simone play,
while squared espresso cups
send steam up
to meet the wind.
I think I can waltz
with myself and the mirror,
at least.
Crisp sheets beckon,
my fingers as good a lover
as any.
New mountains outside
unfamiliar windows
call
And I, for one,
can wait..
letting tension for satisfaction
build.
You’ll come someday
and I,
for one,
won’t be waiting.
I’ve steep paths to climb
with bold skies overhead.
Feel free to join me,
but make it interesting-
I keep a fast pace and
I won’t be waiting.

3 poem day

18 Tuesday Feb 2014

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Crows feasting,
the pasture their table.
Waddling, hopping the lumps,
straddling gopher piles,
gaming each other
with beak nips of air,
territorially.

a 3 poem day.
hummingbird at dawn,
at the top most point
of the tree beside me,
singing singing.
i enjoyed her greatly from high
in the pine tree where i watched
waves piling against rock.
chubby swell, at last,
what a winterless winter.

and in the firesong above
following the disappearance of the sun
thousands of crows,
the local posse,
comical and loud,
held their evening ritual
all flying the same direction
to greet the night

3 poems
red wine
i’m here, sewing together
the passing of light from yesterday
to today
into tomorrow

Open palms

18 Tuesday Feb 2014

Posted by in abundance, death, freedom, lovers, poems, poetry, wonder

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I don’t know where I’m going
but I know how to get there.
“What do you want from me?”
Nothing.
Not any more.
These hands carried that rock far
too long..
I walk on and wave
Goodbye
Love or not,
my way is not yours
a bird rests in my open palms now
she takes flight spontaneously
and returns without my asking
Undiscovered story
footsteps not yet fallen
these are mine
five toes by five toes
inhale by exhale
goodbye
meant losing everything
but myself

let go the rock

18 Tuesday Feb 2014

Posted by in courage, nature, poems, poetry

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the strength to be vulnerable
water to stone
endless sculpting
contours held, softened
always becoming
more of itself
tears, sea water, brine
the fetus
suspended
sound buffered
movement and nutrients
blood and growth
the strength of vulnerability
let go the rock
become the water