echoing across
time's never-ending
whispers of wisdom
your words
to my childhood ears
a gift
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one single impression
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
never ending
little breaths
in & out
each day
until the last one
but love
is never ending
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one single impression
in & out
each day
until the last one
but love
is never ending
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one single impression
Sunday, October 12, 2008
gold
they say gold is found
at the end of the rainbow,
but in the chase
to that one small place
all one can see
its undersided knots
of tapestry.
at the end of the rainbow,
but in the chase
to that one small place
all one can see
its undersided knots
of tapestry.
i say gold is found
in the light bending vista
sun streaming cloud
elegantly shroud
where one can see
the whole kaleidescope of
its tapestry
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one single impression
Saturday, October 11, 2008
late
life's untender mercies
fleeting as sparrow's wings
leave in their wake
a solace
found on sun-warmed stones
fleeting as sparrow's wings
leave in their wake
a solace
found on sun-warmed stones
Thursday, October 9, 2008
lingering
for a fraction of time
slide between
blissful sleep
& pounding awake
a moment's awareness
cascades into recognition-
dreams skimmed from the surface
of nighttime tide
compete with practical reality
the reverie of memories
recalling things that did not occur
& yet their presence with a clarity
not so easily lost in normal elegance
of daytime's passing events
slide between
blissful sleep
& pounding awake
a moment's awareness
cascades into recognition-
dreams skimmed from the surface
of nighttime tide
compete with practical reality
the reverie of memories
recalling things that did not occur
& yet their presence with a clarity
not so easily lost in normal elegance
of daytime's passing events
Monday, October 6, 2008
fleeting2
you believe
that you know a summer leaf
in the green,
but one morn you wake
discerning a change
to red
& the next...it's gone
that you know a summer leaf
in the green,
but one morn you wake
discerning a change
to red
& the next...it's gone
Sunday, October 5, 2008
serendipity
fork in the road
of humble options,
path less tread
looks serendipitous
to me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
serendipity
is not found
in backward glances
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
of all the wide world
through view of your lens i see
serendipity
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one single impression
of humble options,
path less tread
looks serendipitous
to me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
serendipity
is not found
in backward glances
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
of all the wide world
through view of your lens i see
serendipity
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one single impression
Sunday, September 28, 2008
fleeting
just as one bud
turned autumn leaf aflutter
& so your presence
chill air threatens
to invade every crevice
& so your presence
warmed sun behind
wind-driven cloud of dry
& so your presence
round seasons ply
in tangible hope espied
your fleeting presence
one single impression
turned autumn leaf aflutter
& so your presence
chill air threatens
to invade every crevice
& so your presence
warmed sun behind
wind-driven cloud of dry
& so your presence
round seasons ply
in tangible hope espied
your fleeting presence
one single impression
Sunday, September 21, 2008
autumn
one achingly beautiful
red leaf releases
sea of field
yellow bloom belies the turn
soon to brown
autumn wind
whispering through tired leaves
of firelight to come
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Saturday, September 13, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
pilgrimage
all the hard words in the world
will not settle
the undercurrent of unrest;
life on the journey
is not home,
a divided soul
stumbles on
sidestepping in a terrain
that will always be foreign
but not without
a promise~
whispered above the din
in time, to know
as we are known.
will not settle
the undercurrent of unrest;
life on the journey
is not home,
a divided soul
stumbles on
sidestepping in a terrain
that will always be foreign
but not without
a promise~
whispered above the din
in time, to know
as we are known.
Monday, September 1, 2008
spectacle
close up
one single impression
life's spectacles all look
familiar
through the lens
of life's grand vision
see as seen
one single impression
Sunday, August 17, 2008
homecoming
standing in the shade
a glimpse of home filters through
shift of summer breeze
in the longing, light
a glimpse of home filters through
shift of summer breeze
shining down on the journey
home is in your hand
pathway leading home
Friday, August 15, 2008
hope
for josiah...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
bedside vigil
uttered prayers desperate
please don't go
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
unreal world
night is daytime, sounds incessant
that keeps you alive
pray for breath of hope
hanging on each spoken word
nap in waiting room
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
life's fragile balance
hovering between two worlds
one hand keeps you here
please, pray for Josiah.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
bedside vigil
uttered prayers desperate
please don't go
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
unreal world
night is daytime, sounds incessant
that keeps you alive
hanging on each spoken word
nap in waiting room
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
life's fragile balance
hovering between two worlds
one hand keeps you here
Sunday, August 10, 2008
stairways
a journey toward heaven
one step at a time
sea of humanity flows
longing for the view
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
faces
under the guise of a smile
memento mori
hidden under marble mask
slips as i draw near
time slips through centuries
holding your smile
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one single impression
Saturday, July 19, 2008
one year...
with these simple lines
one year of written words flow
from my heart to you
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one year of poetry @ write away!
one year of written words flow
from my heart to you
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one year of poetry @ write away!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
nap
tired scratchy awake
after night of every number,
should i hear just one lull
of cicadas...
slumbery noonday
in gentle repose.
after night of every number,
should i hear just one lull
of cicadas...
slumbery noonday
in gentle repose.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
through a window
outward glimpse of light & hope
forget the dishes
cozed lamplight billows
piercing the darkened street with
internal yearning
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Friday, July 4, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
reflection
i see ripples of hope
staring back
silent glide
across mirrored surface
two skies
one drop falls
onto still surface
ripples outward
spatter of sunlight
shimmering dance of surface
tickled reflection
mirror image
reflection in stillness
morning light
Sunday, May 18, 2008
bleeding
across the white page
words of a fountain pen bleed
infusing new life
bleeding hearts pass by
with nary a sidelong glance
stranger to your plight
one careless word cuts
with skill of a surgeon's knife
hope bleeds from the wound
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sunday, May 11, 2008
warm
block of stone becomes vision
of warmth in sun's ray
a week of burden
grown heavy on the heart
warmed by love's prompt
hope is a flower
warmed in sun-showers of love
that blooms in the heart
Sunday, May 4, 2008
deserted/desert
once in newborn joy
one single impression
you crashed into our world
and now you are gone
sea of lonely sand
but not without lush center
desert oasis
one single impression
Sunday, April 27, 2008
flowering
from the ruins of winter
open full-flower
heady scent of air
petal soft breezes enchant
dance of bumble bee
Saturday, April 19, 2008
ascent/descent
poems from the road...firenze
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
out of touch
with everything i knew
& yet something found...
a thing i have always known;
paradise
in the swirl of an ancient stair
with drifting scent
of fresh rainwater
& carved earth,
the view from the top
is one i always knew.
sunlight pouring through
i pause for descent
to be swallowed by the walls
of the aged city.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
out of touch
with everything i knew
& yet something found...
a thing i have always known;
paradise
in the swirl of an ancient stair
with drifting scent
of fresh rainwater
& carved earth,
the view from the top
is one i always knew.
sunlight pouring through
i pause for descent
to be swallowed by the walls
of the aged city.
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