Saturday, May 29, 2010

08 - He Dreams


At times, her eyes do not catch the sunlight dappling ‘gainst
The gently sloping meadow, the woodland’s frosted trees,
And he must, into deeper recess look, into her seasoned spirit
Where the sea spray challenges the soft-spoken shore,
And wind sound caresses her being and keeps her passion strong.

And there are times when he is quite alone, but listens
With ears and mind in fervent posture, to her voice
Arising from a hidden well, unhindered by time and place.
But most of all, when she is not with him, he dreams,
And waits, somnambulant and eager, for another sun to rise.

Friday, May 28, 2010

07 - Event Shadows



In an infinite universe, we are nowhere, and everywhere; Now is forever.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

06 - Spiritus Mundi

Each heart knows the owl's murd'rous hoot, the black raven's caw;
Each has heard the timid rabbit's shriek in the night;
Each the crack of the raptor's bone-rend, the predator's claw;
Yet the rebelling spirit needs smile in the dimming light.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

02 - Siduri

I go to visit Siduri.
Who will cross the still waters with me?
Who will drink from her vineyard
And live forever?

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Destiny

The ageless creature drops -
Talons edged, eyes searching for prey,
I cannot move.

Serpent draped 'gainst Orient moon,
Descends, its purposeful talons stretched;
I gaze star-ward, stilled by the light.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

The Ferryman

To his passengers he offers sterile instruction,
And signals them listen to the withering echoes of their lives.
The Wasteland Queen waits on the bleak opposing shore, Where
Burnt husks and vague phantasms stand watch, hulking monuments to oak and ash,
Charred leaves curled at their base, a desolate still-life on a colorless plain