I know you find it hard
sometimes to explain why it is
you tap out rhythm tap on everything
There are melodies you hear
soft as beating heart
There is rage paradiddle dee dee dee
Come passion shuffle
come snare me a dream
Who are we who expect
poet words to connect
The need and the answers
breathe within.
Starshapes, wide black sky
turn thoughts away
from earth’s cruel and petty
things to dream deep lament
Losses unidentified.
Flutter of wings.
Deer signals begin at dusk with forest edge foot stomp
left right (accented) wait. Observe repeat
Moon hides herself from watchers’ sight
White horse fly dances deking sundogs at play
rides rides all through a moonless starless night
We crouch between stones amid tall fragrant grasses
Witnesses: shadow exchanges of grace and wisdom.
Our bleeding feet tap a steady heartbeat rhythm
marking what it is words cannot convey
This day this day old dawn breaks away
Moonhorse returns this time to stay.
I stopped a moment
to bask in sunlight
Remove my hat and
lay my good book briefly down.
Bleak was the day
rain clouds beat the sunlight away
Then a beacon out of the grey
subtle Moonbeam calling my name.
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