The Great Restlessness

Restlessness moves through me
  Impels me to stand
                   to walk
Restlessness reminds me
          of irreversible time
                    A river moving
                    forward unable
                    to be still
Able to take us
                    to sights
                    unseen

Nights of restlessness
Moon beams brightly down below
Breathe in deep and slow

Gray Mornings

I can't write
much less think
of what way
I can articulate
what I need to say

The frustration
the anger
the disgust
with our times
is one that mounts
with each passing day

I want to go to sleep
I want to turn a blind eye
yet I can't
so I am agitated
and unable to sleep

In this morning light
all I can see are
the gray shadows
of morning

Togetherness

Through this window
the dawn.
For now,
the silence of early morning
echoing
between houses.
I listen intently.
Dreams are being seen
and finished
before eyes open
and interpretation begins.
Restless bodies tossing
between sheets,
others comfortably asleep.
Bodies pressing close
or pulling apart.
A man's stubble grazes
the skin
of a woman's face.
She does not pull away.