Showing posts with label beauty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beauty. Show all posts

24 January 2019

to rise


Go outside now and look to the moon limping
low on the horizon where it rolled to a stop
after it was kicked and now glowers, half-collapsed
ball of copper, misshapen lunar lump waiting
to rise

28 November 2018

Shuubun in September


This.  There is a word for this
direction we are sliding toward
this melancholy rage against
the dying weakening waning
of the light this moment when
darkness and light are in balance,
and then the darkness takes over
for a time and we slide into slumber
praying to wake again at some next
balance point when darkness is at
its height and then it turns again
and we see at last what light breaks

14 August 2018

Another sci-fi moon

Another sci-fi moon
even more spectacular
than last night: a tall
hazy sliver burning red
with forest fire smoke

22 March 2017

spring and other things that spring eternal

The plants I thought I killed
at least three times once by
drowning once by freezing and

once by thawing too early may
have survived my ineptitude as
there are three sprouts shooting

up from the darkness of the soil
in the pot in my garage all winter
like hope springing eternal until

you find out it's three weeds but
you don't care because everything
is finally coming alive once again.

03 December 2016

the blessings of blogging

How amazing it is
that when I will be reading
my work in public, even if
I have been in too much pain
to write much for months,
I can come
here
and find
so much wealth
to plunder.

12 September 2016

all the dragonflies of summer's end

nothing will prevent 
the ending of summer

yellow dragonflies
cannot slow it
red dragonflies
cannot stop it
green dragonflies

watch it go

10 September 2016

Only touched by memory

Wasps and yellow jackets starving
in late summer, even their crawling
brings pain be still anyway
Again something settles so lightly
heavy wings brush my leg minutes
before I get the courage to look
Golden dragonfly perches, wind
flutters tickling wings until I am
clumsy only touched by memory

04 August 2016

19 May 2016

unsteady walks

no one cards for this
so easy to be drunk on spring
don't know my limit

29 April 2016

early days

I like the early days
of budding spring when blooms
are hidden splashed random

26 April 2016

18 April 2016

view from the deck floor

plane flies close to the moon
birds and frogs check in

summer breeze rattles winter 
bare bones of trees
unencumbered by new growth

clouds drift by at different
speeds at different heights

tiny bugs dance between me 
and the sky      the sun sets
with little fanfare and the moon
grows brighter

can anyone 
ever do just 
one thing
?

15 February 2016

03 November 2015

02 November 2015

remember when singing

I think as long as I can remember
when singing didn't hurt this much,
I will be okay.

25 October 2015

I never really wear jewelry

I never wear jewelry
because it's not practical
to wear it with a wrist brace

today I wore jewelry
it didn't stop the pain or
even make it better, but

the green beads were beautiful
handmade for a living wage
in South America, so

this is how I can fight back
against what I'm not quite sure,
but it still feels important

10 October 2015

28 September 2015

the night after

the night after the bloody eclipse,
the wounded moon recovers, swollen
large and obscured by scar tissue clouds