No in between exists

No in between exists

Prepared for readiness

The stark reality

Of this vast emptiness 

No history to comb

Bank swallows cannot nest

Future had its ending

Present put it to rest

Errors hanging like clouds

Errors hanging like clouds

On occasion wringing

Learning to make changes

Corrections are bringing

The time a quarter till 

A thumb on the stopwatch 

The ribbon waiting is

Just an end, not a notch

Speak to me through the grass

Speak to me through the grass

Or fallen leaves or snow

Can you hear passing birds

Staccato traffic flow

Let’s talk about beauty

Whether you saw it first

When weather calls for rain

I think about your thirst

A Life away from life

A Life away from life

In a land still living

In a cove of kindness

Speaking after sieving 

Where branches have the sky

And roots have room to grow

My soil is not your soil

We share the bees and snow

Happiness does not ask

Happiness does not ask

The cup overfloweth

It is in our mortar

Unaware, no knoweth 

As easy as walking

Happiness is concrete

It cannot be broken

With stomping of their feet

Working dream crescendo

Working dream crescendo 

Dancing on cirrus clouds

With a worn dull chisel 

And ambivalent crowds 

A sense of completion 

From flower to the fruit

A dream in the pocket

Of my overall suit

Come along for the sky

Come along for the sky

Is whole and touching land

Parcel after parcel

Cornrows strand after strand

Wishes are finding words

My hopes for you are grand

Saturday afternoon 

Slow moving hourglass sand