(2013)
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
