Wonderment

 

Wonderment

afternoon recess
they search for dandelions
on a mid spring day

high school formal
he suddenly realizes
the excitement of stars

away to college
they continue to write
of late summer nights

living abroad
the bittersweet taste
of tears and peaches

early summer breeze
the silkiness of her skin
and gently sea waves

blooming jasmine
the rhythms of their breaths
under a full moon sky

To The Moon

Spring and Summer…

spring against my back
the vibrations
of a hummingbird

 

 

scrolling my page
a little black bug
observes my words

 

 

spring afternoon
a greeting
from the yard cat

 

 

she says goodbye-
rose petals
in the dirt

 

 

house finch
the wind chimes
through the garden

 

 

too much wine-
dizzy from all the birdsong
this summer morning

 

 

bickering in flight..
a blur of emerald and ruby
around the feeder

 

 

his arms around me
the mountain ridges-
a light pink sunset

 

 

waning moon
the silence
of a sleepless night

 

 

never wanting
to change itself
desert rose

 

 

separate rooms-
a distance greater
then the moon

 

 

these days
the only happiness
at my bird feeder

 

 

shards of glass
how quickly I pull away
from his touch

 

 

my tears…
rose petals
against a pond

 

 

garden buddha
in its palms
fallen petals

 

 

spring morning my thoughts drifting bumblebee

 

 

worn out
faded patches
of sky
I sit hidden beneath
a blooming tree

 

 

tiny fountain
the stillness
of a fern

 

 

walking outside
a melody of wind chime
over and over
a deep longing to love
myself a little more

Morphine Moon

My twenty third birthday
I took the train to see you
In the light of your hospital room
I saw a skeleton of what was you
You glanced my way; eyes still a deep velvet blue
I gestured my kindness but quickly excused myself to cry…
Utterly and deeply
The regret of my absence
Because I was so mad
And the mess of my life back then…

Our last moment
You knew I needed to leave
From the palm of your thin fingers
A ten dollar bill to get me home

I refused, even when I had none
even knowing it was kindness; something you’ve always done
I wanted you to know I loved you more then that.

One last good-bye
One that I wish could of lasted forever
I headed back into the cold
Beside the empty train station
feeling blacker then a starless night.

The horrible train ride
Being antagonized by an awful man
the slap of his palm across my cheek
And being forced by the police to wait for the next train.

I was late for my birthday celebrations
My friends all upset with me.
All I wanted was to run to you
And have you take me in your arms
And tell me it was all going to be alright.

Instead I walked the the cold Chicago night alone
The street lamps a blur of bright halos
I wiped alway my tears
The click of my boots against the concrete
Filling the emptiness…

 

 

Restful Sleep

Tonight I took a sip
Of lavender and waning moon
I catch my reflection
Sparkled
In violets
Listening to distant vibrations
Of Earth
And give praise
To feeling alive
Even in the reflection of waning moon-

I kiss her goodnight
And dream
Of fields
In lavender.

Transformation

late autumn rain
a final scent of summer
rushing through red leaves
a moment of lightness
reliving my broken dreams

 

sunrise
rippling in the bay
her heavy heart

 

blood moon
I see myself
more clearly-
his grip on me
finally gone

 

early morning
my mind in a haze
of wildflowers

 

butterfly-
poppy petals dance
in afternoon breeze

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreams and Silver Coins

all those dreams-
instead I count
falling stars

 

hawk feather
the weight of her words
trailing mountain peaks

 

shooting star
our conversation
takes a turn..

 

western sun the way it soothes me warm concrete

 

all my wishes
the sparkle
of silver coins

 

crescent moon
tracing the outline
of my broken dreams

 

scrambling for the last drop of crumbs lost lover

 

dragonfly
I spiral
into a dream

The Light I Stand In

How bright, The light I stand in-

It falls on my toes; a splash it goes
And sways on sails of red,
And white,
And green.
I reach towards it; sky slips through my palms
And dips down large pink vines.
I gaze up to dome of blue and ask day moon-
What am I to be?
A short time I sit; eyes fixed on a tiny gold bird.
A quick breeze and I am brought back to bright sails
Of sky, and vines; a splash on my toes

How bright, The light I stand in.

Dawn to Dusk

morning geese-
this horn section
breaking dawn

fallen petals
so alive
in moonlight

Universal Love

After a wonderful get away with my guy and returning to lots of fantastic time with family, I feel a happiness that fills and radiates through me: A love that feels so whole, so magnificent. I give such thanks to the universe for these moments.

summer night-
a crescent moon’s smile
wider then mine