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A mash up of several poems that may work as one. Experimental but tame.
Tag Archives: poetry
Stones
My palm warmed the stone
I plucked from the many
As we trod long across unfamiliar awaiting discovery
Before the steep
Before the onset of fear
Before staccato breaths bred control
I paused at a rubble pile
Sacred someone says
Safe passage to those who leave an offering
Balanced here in morning’s light
Eddie’s blues
I remember us singing sad old blues songs
how I would watch your lips for a cue
You would assure me by the look in your eyes
tell me I was doing well
And you played your guitar just like an angel
followed my voice in harmony
You played your guitar just like an angel
You’ll always be a part of me
Your daddy never did understand you
Said you never learned to be a man
Put your music and you down as worthless
Left you for lost he was a broken man
Night after night you played your heart out
Your fingers gave your soul some release
I know now that you were never meant to get old
I just hope that you found some peace
And you played your guitar just like an angel
followed my voice in harmony
You played your guitar just like an angel
You’ll always play on for me
Cheers to the moon
Here’s to the garden man
raises a sign on country road
hopes some passersby may come
buy vegetables
He digs deep his rich garden dirt
while his dog sniffs up your walking shoes
Here’s to his beaten chair
worn from sun baking
contemplating how long must he wait
for good news
Here’s to hours after midnight
gazing up at silent skies
listening to solace rolling through
still as art on the wall
Here’s to the moon
shining bright like a headlight
take a breath take it in
let down your delicate within
for now everything feels alright
opening
There’s an opening in the sky
bright like idea clouds over head
Watch out for tall trees
Watch out for wind in rain drenched leaves
Watch out for burdens
taking up too much of your waking time
Pull me close
Pull me over to the side of this road
when you’re speeding
I will pass you through
My green will slow your heart down
More
More Art, less
More Music, less
More Love, less
More Laughter, less
More Generosity, less
More Compassion, less
More Understanding, less
More Curiosity, less
More Peace, less
More Cooperation, less
More Kindness, less
More Listening, less
More Gratitude, less
More Respect, less
More Friendship, less
More Hope, less
More Consideration, less
More Joy, less
More Courage, less
More Welcoming,
More Light, less
More Discourse, less
More Truth, less
More Life, less
More Sharing, less
More Hello, less…
Observance
You hold your breath
watching for how long
a raindrop can keep
holding on
then you hear a sound
and turn to see
a curious small bird
watching you from a tree
September
Starshapes, wide black sky
turn thoughts away
from earth’s cruel and petty
things to dream deep lament
Losses unidentified.
Flutter of wings.
Moonhorse
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.
Dring
If you listen
you can hear it soft in the distance
a harp or a flutter of wings
song of wind against fragile leaves
whisper of velvet rain in trees
light as breath
clear as waterdrops
of icicles in spring.
