the road is time
road is space
road is gravity too
crumble light into photons spread as a gravel path to now
the road is teacher
a patient road
only road is loyal

tight as we can

September 7, 2014

in camera
the frames moving
ensphered in time blood
dictates the loss of a whole world
irretrievable we all hold onto your string
michael brown beloved
among us missed

death card (for robin

August 15, 2014

old fences new gates
fear that torrent of raw honey
sweet beats me to my dreams
separate we are not we
we are strung together
harmonic crow language
passage

Tender is the swimmer
far out in the ocean of light.
Bright star dances tonight.
I am possessed by my dysfunction,
jangle and clang, chime and hum.
Human to the core, human to the stars,
my violence precedes my time.
Time to sing no more time to weep,
no more time than now.

old woman young girl
down steel and concrete steps hope
bloomed the heart of life
moving high in one pair of eyes
in the great alone on the thousand eyed subway train

there is a dream of you in time
in the minds of the none who remember you
my heart leaps as it breaks

#555. short story

January 30, 2013

he said, the first time i look into your eyes
i must know that these eyes
may also be the last eyes
i see before the gift
is given to me.
she asked, what gift?
death.
then may i hold your hand?

#549. backwards from winter

September 29, 2012

backwards from winter

i break the ice
on the water trough
the goat is thirsty this morning
and the horses in the barn dont want to share

this snow pea weather snaps my amygdala
across time i stare up through
the ice at grey beard me
confined by time

i am wide eyed

#548 mused

August 15, 2012

 

in the red dream
i see your heart flow
we hold on to each other
meet eyes across distances
much greater than ages or pain
pooling liquid salt water defeat death
daring to be father darling daughter to the spirit core

#547. swansong

July 18, 2012

what was that song
or any of the songs you wrote and played with sad joy
the strings of your guitar still vibrate in me although
why you gave it up is an unknown tragedy
i know like i know my finger burns
when i hold it in the flame
of a burning candle
that friendship
and our adventure
our lives and love
still vibrates

you couldnt have a child
and so it goes you said in pain
and resignation and so i
named my only son
for you
swan

and in this moment the moon behind low clouds drifts over the brooklyn bridge

#546. and you and i

June 16, 2012

I.

hand-tame trouble

fail

it will not take long
gently move time

move it

taking a good drink
die little bird i

i was never
much interested
but will have to settle
for the hummingbird who had spent
the night inside the porch

II.

free wild

you will not take long
as before a breeze
will stay with you
in the center

spun
tossed
grabbed
you spent
the night inside the porch

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