Echoing

Have you ever heard

the song of the Universe

echoing through morning

as deer walk past the pond

on an ordinary May Day?

Bounding

A few days ago I watched as a deer

bounded across the road

and ran by the pond 

skirting around its edge

as it went on its way

What was its hurry

What was the danger

Where did it feel safe 

I wonder these things

and know those answers

are not for me to have

Not everything 

should be known

Let there be mystery

in the small corners 

of this world

April Morning

Early morning

I hear the chirping

from the branches

I hear you

Yes I hear you

I think about you

I write about you

Little Bird

in the branches

waking the day

greeting your kin

I needed your reminder

Before the Dawn

Dawn is barely waking up

I've been awake just long enough

Stillness of morning filling me

A day of rest ahead of me

I allow gratitude to fill 

the spaces in my heart

It spreads and spurns me on

Near the Beginning

Sitting here year after year

Morning after morning

Night after night

Being born again

Light emerges slowly

It always emerges

It always finds you

Early morning

An old sight

A familiar sight

Oh how the times

have changed

Saturday Morning in Early Spring

After darkness comes morning

Smalls acts of our ordinary lives

A plate of breakfast

Branches aching to burst

What is dawn

What is beyond the horizon

The sky rests heavy

You wake and wonder

drip

drip

drip

drip

...

drip

drip

drip

...

common time

settling down

the sink's throat

drip

drip

drip

hourglass

ticking clock

mind the drip

watch the face

to know 

what you know

Bad Business

Night crept into my blood
Overwhelmed me
Woke up wondering
where my memories
had gone

The Knock

Cool morning warming by the minute

Sun gathering it's strength

Cars leaving driveways

and gathering on clogged freeways

A pot of coffee brewing in the kitchen

Don't leave here

Don't leave home

Stay here

Stay safe 

from an uncertain world

Can we do this indefinitely?

The world will come

knocking

another day given
another chance
at hope
another chance
at change

winter morning touching my skin
the warm spot in the bed where you were
feet shuffling in the house
you are not far

A New Morning

burning away grey
clouds dissipate
the sun
emerging
victorious

Red Sunrise

Fiery sunrise
Red light floods the sky
A bird is chirping urgently
from a branch
on the tree outside my window
What now
What does she know

Over and Over

I woke up with a song in my heart
and your image in my eyes
Falling over and over
in love with you
Over and over
and I would
not want it
any other
way

Where Days Begin

Does the day begin
merely with the sunrise?
Does the day begin
when our eyes flutter
back into consciousness?
Does the day begin
when I kiss you?

Our days are always
beginning
Our days are always
ending
Our days are always
holding hands
unable to let go
of one another

This life
These days
Moving through them
Moving through us as well

Absent

Absent of you from bed
You do not stray far from my thoughts
I wake and call
Your voice is there
Missing you
Being together
Missing you
Together again
Soon

In Brief

Ghostly skin
I wear it so easily
Draped upon my arm

Burning light from the omniscient eye
known by so many names
through all of our existence

Your voice still sings for me
Your words still hang in air
You have become part of me

Dreams torn apart
rearranged
such strange beasts

Reaching for a hand
Finding it
Holding it
Asking where is
the destination

Primitive beneathe our civilization
Proud creatures of the Earth
Have we forgotten our nature

Restless sleep in summer heat
Whirring fan
Open window
Restless people of a burning city

A bud blooming
Fiery red
Unruly flower
What can be done
Memory and shadow
A haunted image

Fragments
Words tossed
and left
Create meaning
from nothing

Morning 6/6/18

The World Created in Reverse / Backward

A world curated
and covered in blooms
Gardens manicured
Us walking freely
along unfamiliar paths

Small separations
Longing closed by conversation
Flesh desiring to be near another