April 30, 2013

Mystery Mouse


She looks so minuscule:

Mystery mouse
Knelt in reflection
Beside her yawning box
Of providence

You--

.....The vivid feathers
.....In her ceremonial dance

..........The honeysuckle perfume
..........On her summer current

...............The glorious crescendo
...............To her life's symphony

You--

.....The gilded cloud
.....To her noontide shower

..........The lighthouse beam
..........Over her pebbled coast

...............The marble pearls
...............In her necklace of smiles

You--

.....The decision
.....She made with sentience

..........The fundamental root
..........That makes her love feel deducible

...............Her happiness
........................Her hope
..............................Her home...



So.
What was it?

An errant moonbeam?
Some dewy leaves on pavement?
A capricious angel soaring across your horizon?

What anomaly waylaid your concentration?

Why did your motorbike

...................................S
......................................K
.........................................I
............................................D


Into that ditch?


She looks so minuscule:

Mystery mouse
Knelt in reflection
Beside her yawning box
Of providence

...................The pine box
...................That holds--

You

April 15, 2013

Vow




God
Brought you
To me


~@~


God
Is bringing
Me to
.
.

You


~@~


And we
Will bring
Each
Other
.
.
.
.
.

To
God





April 1, 2013

Tides, They Are a-Changin'

 
I close my eyes   . . . . . . .
 To watch the tide roll in   . . . . . . .
  Ideas in waves   . . . . . . .
  Float on anamnesis   . . . . . . .
  Flow through id   . . . . . . .
   Caress the reefs and shoals   . . . . . . .
Of a moonlit mind   . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
Rippled ocean   . . . . . . .
 I lose myself   . . . . . . .
 In spiral undercurrents   . . . . . . .
 Eddies, whirlpools   . . . . . . .
Coral bubbles   . . . . . . .
Driftwood   . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
 Mesmerized by mist   . . . . . . .
 Showers begin to swirl   . . . . . . .
 Echoes of liquid feet   . . . . . . .
Pattering sand   . . . . . . .
Droplets in a dance   . . . . . . .
Tip-toe, soft shoe   . . . . . . .
 Tears of a broken cloud   . . . . . . .
 Offer inundation   . . . . . . .
 . . . . . . .
Your heart lies ashore   . . . . . . .
Lunar love   . . . . . . .
Gowned in starry silk   . . . . . . .
 Galactic pearls   . . . . . . .
 Incandescent shells   . . . . . . .
 Shimmering as if forged in silver   . . . . . . .
Trade winds carry whispers   . . . . . . .
Secret swells   . . . . . . .
Faint silhouettes dowsed in salt   . . . . . . .
 Briny enigmas   . . . . . . .
 Below the surface, an iron graveyard   . . . . . . .
 Sunken ships   . . . . . . .
Drowned souls   . . . . . . .
Mystery's recess   . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
I submerse   . . . . . . .
 My fingertips   . . . . . . .
 . . . . . . .
Slowly...   . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
Cautiously...   . . . . . . .
 . . . . . . .
 Hoping not to wash away   . . . . . . .
 A pivotal moment   . . . . . . .
Silenced   . . . . . . .
By the tug of undertow   . . . . . . .
Aqueous pendulum of passing time   . . . . . . .
 Sprinkled with doubts   . . . . . . .
 Damp frets   . . . . . . .
 . . . . . . .
I hold but one wish   . . . . . . .
To embrace   . . . . . . .
The sky   . . . . . . .
 Where it meets   . . . . . . .
 The sea   . . . . . . .
 Precious horizon where Heaven waits   . . . . . . .
Beauty is as timeless   . . . . . . .
As the rain   . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
 Seasons elapse   . . . . . . .
 In a single breath   . . . . . . .
 Universe reveals itself   . . . . . . .
Filling the night   . . . . . . .
With peace   . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
 Dip with me   . . . . . . .
 Into this stream   . . . . . . .
 Bathe in sleep   . . . . . . .
Cleanse the deep   . . . . . . .
Bring in the ablution   . . . . . . .
Of a dream   . . . . . . .
 . . . . . . .
 And feel   . . . . . . .
 The healing touch   . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
Of water   . . . . . . .
. . . . . . .
. . . . . . .