Friday, March 30, 2012


The
Darkest Night

I have never seen it
this dark as I move
through the house
feel my way along
it is the darkest night
am I wrong

K

Keynote

We are altogether alone
I have pondered birds
how they can live all alone
as altogether so they seem
then I realized so do we

Keep to ourselves
we are altogether all alone
we don't make eye contact
we isolate as we run 
for some supper

I

"I"

Icing
lacing
trees
spider
webs

I

"I"

I like it to be about me
but when the focus shifts
It can be about you
I'm good with that

I'm good with where we are
it will be worse
this is okay

It is now all about me
everyday and everything
how will I get through it

I liked it to be about me
I want the focus to shift
it can be about you
I'm good with that

Ever

Ever

Esoteric enabling 
ejects undesirables
outside exclusive
energy fields for
ever

Jesus

"J"

Jesus, it was a hard day
not meaning to use your name in vain 
rather calling on you to hear me

Jesus, I know I am flawed
I could do things better
I am calling on you to hear me

Jesus, it is so damned hard
forgive my cussing
I am flailing at heaven

Victory

Victory

Winged Victory
B52s fly high
drop bombs
no people
no screams
no blood
valiant victory
unheard
unseen

Sprinkled Sweep

Sprinkled Sweep

Bombs rain 
targets sprint
toward safety
can't be found
terror reigns
targets succumb
spraying blood

Z

"Z"

zebra waxwings wing
milking over lantana
soon they are silken

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

God


God is every thing

everything is God

Sunday, March 25, 2012

The Alchemist

Her tender craft at making potions
supple alchemist with acumen
juices joy with sprinkled citric acid
three or four dashes of sesame oil
nose her gauge and taste her guide
sweep of smoking sage purifies

for Sunday Whirl:





Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Feelings

Anxiety and Despair

Anxiety is red
despair is yellow
mixed together
they are orange
like a pumpkin

I carve a big 
fake smile
more a grimace
while wax melts
like tears 

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Jesus

"J"

Jesus, it was a hard day
not meaning to use your name in vain 
rather calling on you to hear me

Jesus, I know I am flawed
I could do things better
I am calling on you to hear me

Jesus, it is so damned hard
forgive my cussing
I am flailing at heaven

Lichen

Like Lichen

Outcrops of rocks
covered in lichen
clinging barnacles 
mussels adhere
waves crashing

beyond the rocks
ice plant in bloom
King's Highway
houses cluster 
up the hillside