#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

#529. walk before bed

January 20, 2012

off season
the river and the moon
paint me in night in chill wind chime
out on the pier thrusts my walking mind
upon the harbor one ghost sail raised for home
the planks the pilings the broken tangled gear weathered 
seen off through gathering fog by myself and the golden hound

#503. river solstice

December 13, 2011

solstice
offers up december 
to the coming beauty
the coming truth of winter
is here and spring is coming
the water is still flowing under
wind ridged river ice fish are still 
growing

#499. east river

December 9, 2011

still water
now december
the leaves having fallen
begin their journey back to energy
can see it reflected in the excited
calm of my friends’ eyes
the river flows 
to spring

#487. splashes

November 27, 2011

rivers
are not always
the color of water
and leaves sometimes lead
downstream
over
round stones and sharp 
rocks flowing over this dream
bridge sweet black and grey 
splashes
colder
seasons than this
autumn waiting snow
drifts ice thickening deep
muffles the rivers sweet 
singing

#484. thanks turkey

November 24, 2011

surrender to the wild 
bird of enormous mythical crispy brown
proportions and time slips out of now and then 
into ancient moments of family love pain belly laughs
and the last crackling leaves turning wet and winter cold

#483. tears to come

October 27, 2011

tears to come set sail
when october cries with her wind in the rigging
the stillness of time becomes apparent
leaves become the signal
flags letting storms 
of snow to come
know why it is
that we wait 
together 
alone

Still the cherry tree in the spring is so beautiful with its tiny pale pink not quite white petals, undersized compared to the maples and oaks who share the front yard and who steal all its light as spring fades forwards towards summer the blossoms fall silently to cover the bare spot in the lawn caused by the cherry tree blocking the light of the pittsburgh sun.

Still the cherry tree in the late spring with its blossoms falling silently to cover the bare spot in its shade and as spring fades forwards towards summer the blossoms fall silently to cover the bare spot in the lawn caused by the cherry tree blocking the light of the pittsburgh sun.

Still the cherry tree gives three small boys cooling cover for their summer games of matchbox cars and teasing the girls with muddy feet and the front lawn is surrounded by a thick and evil bed of green ivy thriving on the skins and bones of the gazillion balls we lost while playing with brothers and friends.

Still the cherry tree in the fall lifts upright branches guarding the sons from the chilling father wind and the front lawn is surrounded by a thick and evil bed of green ivy thriving on the skins and bones of the gazillion balls we lost while playing with brothers and friends.

Still the cherry tree keeps watch on me as the winter snow falls to cover the bare spot in its cold shade and I freeze to avoid the dark wrath of the eyes of the chilling father wind that waits within my house.

Still the cherry tree keeps watch on me as the snow falls to cover the bare spot in its cold shade as I freeze to avoid the dark wrath that waits within my house still the cherry tree still the cherry tree keeps watch on me keeps watch on me keeps watch keeps watch.

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Still the cherry tree in the spring is so beautiful with its tiny pale pink not quite white petals, undersized compared to the maples and oaks who share the front yard and who steal all its light as spring fades forwards towards summer the blossoms fall silently to cover the bare spot in the lawn caused by the cherry tree blocking the light of the Pittsburgh sun.

Still the cherry tree in the late spring with its blossoms falling silently to cover the bare spot in its shade and as spring fades forwards towards summer the blossoms fall silently to cover the bare spot in the lawn caused by the cherry tree blocking the Pittsburgh sun.

Still the cherry tree gives three small boys cooling cover for their summer games of matchbox cars and teasing the girls with muddy feet and the front lawn is surrounded by a thick and evil bed of green ivy thriving on the skins and bones of the gazillion balls we lost while playing with brothers and friends.

Still the cherry tree in the fall lifts upright branches guarding the sons from the chilling father wind and the front lawn is surrounded by a thick and evil bed of green ivy thriving on the skins and bones of the gazillion balls we lost while playing with brothers and friends.

#453. winter warp

January 8, 2011

ragged man 
a burnt stew pot
crunchy black bits
depression is returned
by the fire under brooklyn
bridge cold blanket chilled lifetime
this is only one now one then one now 

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