(2013)
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
