Autumn reveals weak trees

Autumn reveals weak trees

Early, they surrender

While others are green at

The end of September

All their leaves are missing

They stand naked and tall

As if to raise warning

This may be the last fall

And nothing speaks to me

And nothing speaks to me

Not the weather, the sky

Or the white aster blooms

Or the pond going dry

Just monotone humming

The inspiration faint

I’m an empty canvas

Without the words, the paint

Searching for deeper blue

Searching for deeper blue

I found the love we shared

Lost in our years of youth

Our hearts together paired

With all the years passing

You never saw me old

Now that you’re not here, it’s

Our memories I hold

All this push comes to shove

All this push comes to shove

Two weather fronts thunder

Like plates in the Earth, one

Pushing up, one under

I’m fighting for my space

Cracked the shell wide open

I’ve uttered my first words

At last I have spoken

There's anger in the streets

There’s anger in the streets

We pour ourselves some tea

Populations starving

There’s nothing on TV

Religious killing mobs

We upgrade our iphone

Refugees seek borders

While we just sit at home

We are treading water

We are treading water

Thought we could go the length

Without assistance, now

Diminishing in strength

Too far out to swim back

With no sign of a boat

Without Life preservers

Must keep our heads afloat

Here we are, you and I

Here we are, you and I

This time spent together

Two grains of sand now pearls

Two birds of one feather

Traveling and hearing

The wind in our windows

Interpreting the World

With poetry and prose

Off center and spinning

Off center and spinning

My days begin to shout

Weather reports are wrong

On the inside and out

Simple becomes complex

Followed by disorder

Reduced to a pile of bricks

Without any mortar

Yes, I found the answer

Yes, I found the answer

Inside an empty box

Now I can quit looking

Stop juggling heavy rocks

While we are together

Each out here on our vine

Time is all we have now

To become more entwined

And what a lovely day

And what a lovely day

Joyousness in flowers

No questions of Life or

Search for higher powers

Butterflies like candle

Flames, loose across the field

A day to watch the sun

That passing clouds reveal

Future generations,

Future generations,

I was here, now I’m not

Moments I collected

Are gone and long forgot

I concluded nothing

But one answer is clear

The tree lives on while leaves

Are lost from year to year

Life is between two voids

Life is between two voids

Not here and then nowhere

Books with unknown covers

No landings, just a stair

Each of us a season

Clouds form and dissipate

A dot in nothingness

A spot, a speck, a flake

The World should hope for

The World should hope for

Fewer imperfections

Just look at what we’ve done

Upon our reflections

Of wars and casualties

And nature’s destruction

It all makes me wonder

How we ever function

Silence in the forest

Silence in the forest

As the soil turns to sand

Time no longer measured

By movements of a hand

Sleepy waves are breaking

The moon must be lazy

Good company is here
My cherished white daisy

I have never had faith

I have never had faith

Too much of life extinct

Creation and boredom

Somehow are not succinct

If this is all there is

Just think of all the waste

All alone spinning in

Vast emptiness and space

Insignificant me

Insignificant me

The sky is unknowing

I age to extinction

Yet we call it growing

I’m the smallest fraction

In the whole human race

That’s smaller than nature

And still smaller than space

All in a brand new day

All in a brand new day

We rush and chase the light

A quick unrehearsed dance

That takes us into night

Somewhere in the journey

“Nowhere” becomes “now here”

For a shining moment

Only to disappear

It's time for the asters

It’s time for the asters

Tulips are long ago

And soon the leaves will fall

Trees covered in light snow

I see the geese leaving

It’s time for them to go

Cardinals are staying

It’s as if they didn’t know

Right here, not far away

Right here, not far away

It’s clearly in your view

This moment in your life

Delivers something new

Today is yours only

For what is tomorrow

Hold onto this moment

That you only borrow

My weights are heavy but

My weights are heavy but

To you they must seem light

I work hard to move them

But yours takes all your might

Keeping my perspective

For this is not the worst

So much more can happen

And so much more can burst

A blue Rothko painting

A blue Rothko painting

The longitude is long

Our shadows are wading

The morning sun is strong

Days like empty seashells

Waves caught in a refrain

Yet two pearls are forming

No longer just a grain

Gone to rest, the sun sets

Gone to rest, the sun sets

Yet the lake never sleeps

The waves break while we make

Deep gullies and sand heaps

With the moon, the waves soon

Come closer to the shore

Drift wood drifts, the sand shifts

And seagulls cry no more

An endless amount of sun

An endless amount of sun

On a road that ribbons

Across the curvature

The future is hidden

Past the silent forest

Tall grasses in blonde sand

Lead us to the water

And the end of dry land

Line stretching from south to north

Line stretching from south to north

Sails setting in the west

Blue sky meets blue water

With waves that trough and crest

And blue clouds tipped in white

Are still as tethered boats

On a calm sea of sky
And summer air they float

All the things I have lost

All the things I have lost

Must be in the same place

Somewhere I haven’t looked

All gone without a trace

I know I can’t find them

Entire things and fragments

They’re not made of iron

And I’m not a magnet

Diagonal rain clouds

Diagonal rain clouds

Above the straight corn rows

One yellow butterfly

Amongst the big black crows

I’m in the here and now

But one day, I’ll think then

Of this moment in time

That happened way back when

The moon in the morning

The moon in the morning

Slowly sets in the West

Transparent in daylight

At last it comes to rest

And the stars are long gone

They’re hiding in the blue

The sun is coming up

All perfectly on cue

I turned a corner and

I turned a corner and

Found a new direction

I didn’t know it happened

There was no indication

Out of an accident

I have new ways to see

I look back and wonder

At how this came to be

I wish I had a flare

I wish I had a flare

Or my own flag to wave

To signal that I’m here

Requesting to be saved

I’m counting lonely days

How can my voice be heard

Where there’s no echo from

These silent written words