This, my intimacy

This, my intimacy
Void of imitation
Living on drawn lines leads
To Life limitation

All basic elements
Create complexities
Dissect and introspect
These, my intricacies

The expansion of time

The expansion of time
The accordion fall
The bagpipe air pushing
Without a sound at all

We were braced for impact
Knowing we’d be reeling
To points of no return
Yet a better feeling

Years of barren landscape

Years of barren landscape
To find our Shangri la
Shouting hallelujah
And strolling la dee da

Unshackled, unbridled
It’s very much a picnic
Unexplored avenues
Without all the nitpick

There’s no new fortresses

There’s no new fortresses
Active cannons or moats
Ancient history of
Bayonets and war boats

The parental errors
On the fields of ago
Lost battles, buried bones
Self-propel, let it go

Capitalizing on

Capitalizing on
Ignorance and bias
Preaching good and evil
Praising your self-pious

Unifying hatred
Into armies of blind
Passing judgment and laws
Inhumane and unkind

Untamed intelligence

Untamed intelligence 

Planting thoughts in frontiers 

The absence of neighbors 

Arenas without peers 

Unleashed and unbordered

Inhaling the abstract 

All possibilities 

Imperfect and exact 

On the otherside of

On the otherside of
A blackhole expanding
Our masses True size and
Our essence commanding

In each other’s field of
Gravity, no other
Not sister, not father
Not mother, not brother

The flickering sunlight

The flickering sunlight
Through barren winter trees
On the edge of forget
Leaves in the gutter eaves

Remnants to remember
Long ago, long afters
Smoke goes up the chimney
Shingles on the rafters

Between slivers of cloud

Between slivers of cloud
A setting slipper moon
On this broken morning
A deflated balloon

Seeing your perspective
Accepting your choices
Not ruffling your feathers
Or raising our voices

Complacency danger

Complacency danger
In the mosquito's pool
Minds void of exercise
The stationary tool

Not advancing upwards
Up from deplorable
Nationals, Nazis! who
Think they're adorable

Winners without laurels

Winners without laurels
This silent victory
Battlefields blank with not
A sign of casualty

Monuments of future
Are built by us each day
We raise flags at full staff
And pledge to blow our way

In the blink of an eye

In the blink of an eye

Autumn leaves passing by

A raindrop from the sky

Forever time is not

Not for the living things

With stems, fins, legs or wings

Active, still, loose or clings

Existing then forgot

You are the crepe myrtle

You are the crepe myrtle
And the amaryllis
The orchid, paper whites
The flowers within us

A beauty profusion
Out of step, out of place
Like the melody found
In the pause, in the space

We know who we are and

We know who we are and
Better, who we are not
Not you, not them and so
Let it not be forgot

Our dreams are to be had
Oceans and outerspace
Small corners of the world
We covet as our place

Another transparent

Another transparent
Moon witnessing my day
Silver airplanes silent
Transverse the open way

Alone and traveling
Loved ones are scattered far
No want to meet again
A distant dimming star

The present is shaping

The present is shaping
The future and making
The past as we speak as
If it was partaking

In a party that just
Started and both ended
A moment arriving
Purity unblended

Let us target ahead

Let us target ahead
And leave the past behind
Exercise our learning
In another book bind

Cherish the chapters that
Are unwritten but wise
Start an introduction
Abstain from a reprise

In the folds hidden from

In the folds hidden from
The light of brightest day
The smallest answers speak
In unshaped forms of clay

A fingerprint, a push
Unique snowflakes aglow
Generations adding
To the little we know

Before 9/11

Before 9/11
A night in December
A muffin and coffee
Is what we remember

Peeking past a corner
At Bleecker Street and Sixth
The World Trade Centers stood
All height and little width

When the world mirrors back

When the world mirrors back
Melancholy gray sky
A few trees still holding
Autumn leaves that won’t fly

With small cups of day and
Bottomless bowls of night
Looks like storms coming but
It’s just the winter light

Together forever

Together forever
Only happens in death
Our lives are short races
That leave us out of breath

Happiness rises up
From the deep spring of hope
Kissing the moment raw
And eager to elope

So far from my childhood

So far from my childhood
I should not have worried
Swatches of summers gone
Between winters flurried

Here I am regretful
Yet there’s so much to boast
Love for others and self
Time together, the most

Anger without actions

Anger without actions
Explosions in vacuum
Mushroom clouds contained and
Denied their fullest bloom

Seeking avenues up
Vertical vantage points
But weights of anger weigh
And buckle all the joints

These poems are my breath

These poems are my breath
They are both blood and thought
A daily rhythm of
Emotions getting caught

In the undefined pool
Struggling to stay afloat
With vocabulary
The basis for their boat

Love is a sunflower

Love is a sunflower
It fits like a corn husk
It is lively as day
And more peaceful than dusk

It is the arrival
Without invitation
A gift of heart without
Self-gratification

Not sending up a flare

Not sending up a flare
There’s no need for rescue
Out here without a sign
Of land or birds, just blue

To ask and find answers
Pull them out of thin air
Or from deeper within
Who, what, why, when and where

Determined to propel

Determined to propel
Forward and far beyond
Like a nautilus shell
Or unfurling fern frond

Driven by dreams and fears
Desire, anxiety
'Til intoxication
Is new sobriety

No longer hierarchy

No longer hierarchy
The sources are now gone
No more looking upward
No going back to spawn

Even though I did not
Circle or orbit here
The upper shelf empty
And the steps to it clear

This, a cherished moment

This, a cherished moment 

Diffused November sun

Early evening darkness

No challenge, loss or won

A peaceful twilight sky

Air frozen without pace

Stars slowly appearing

In their autumn checkmate 

Now wise but on old wings

Now wise but on old wings
Here the miraculous
Answers to equations
Not using calculus

The primary colors
Whole number measurements
Off the teeter totter
Balanced temperaments

Autumn clouds are looming

Autumn clouds are looming
Like north facing mountains
Trees once green wallflowers
Are colorful fountains

And before the winter
Plays Moonlight Sonata
All the leaves will fall like
A broken piñata

The distance grows greatly

The distance grows greatly
The past behind mountains
The numbers adding up
Certified accountants

Only our gravity
We can be fog or cloud
Singular momentum
Or the push of a crowd

We are all in motion

We are all in motion
Our gentle flowers wave
But the hands of a few
Will take us to our grave

North Korea and Trump
Syria, Pakistan
Nuclear weapons and
ISIS, the Taliban

This is my Ode to Joy

This is my Ode to Joy
No cliches, just panache
The icing on the cake
Hereinafter ganache

Perpetual daisy
Heroic contentment
Illuminating light
A scepter filament

In this flower of love

In this flower of love
Both color and perfume
We widen narrow hearts
Into an open bloom

My love, your love, touching
Behind each other's eyes
To see, to feel, to know
The ultimate of prize

Here lies the tragedy

Here lies the tragedy
When we are unable
To feel as others feel
Peace becomes unstable

To only walk in shoes
Accustomed to your feet
Will only find questions
And answers of defeat

Diversity is not

Diversity is not
Dangerous decadence
Music is not one note
Held at a perfect stance

There's so many answers
Infinite ways to live
Opposing opinions
Too unwilling to give

Vulgar truth all wrapped up

Vulgar truth all wrapped up
In a Puritan style
Christianity boasts
While crimes in denial

Continue to surface
Hypocritical life
Heaven-made warriors
Justifying their knife

Looking back, I question

Looking back, I question
Stupid youth! Who was I?
A barnacle attached
To a ship passing by

Sacrificing myself
Girl and a volcano
Trying to keep peace and
Put out an inferno

We never held a sword

We never held a sword
We only had a shield
To deflect and protect
And then yield after yield

To find ourselves AWOL
A white flag victory
We never went to war
But fought with chivalry

Wanting to understand

Wanting to understand
We built bridges and crossed
Only to be scolded
And find our efforts tossed

And an invitation
To experience Us
Always resulted with
Us thrown under a bus

The summer sunflowers

The summer sunflowers
Have nodded off to sleep
The asters bloom after
Months without a peep

And the long shadows curve
Carnival mirror shapes
In an autumn clearing
With multicolored drapes

Sunrise on underclouds

Sunrise on underclouds
The sky lights from below
Clouds like receding waves
In a strong undertow

Breathing in the moment
Exhaling just the same
Oscillating in a
Picture without a frame

Square peg in your round hole

Square peg in your round hole
To know a solution
Does not exist and your
Answers are pollution

We married a future
Without an ode to joy
Two ducks landed beside
The ultimate decoy

If only we had known

If only we had known
And had a chance to share
This great understanding
About those who don't care

Loved one's brutality
Fists of low self-esteem
We could have warned you of
Their massacre of dream

Been searching for a choir

Been searching for a choir
While out here on this wire
A search that will not tire
Until unity thrives

Not birds of one feather
Just flocking together
Only question whether
We celebrate our lives

A pivotal detour

A pivotal detour
Showed we were off the mark
Not on the right path and
Existing in the dark

Like Icarus we flew
Directly towards the sun
And out from the ashes
A phoenix has begun

Not able to thread words

Not able to thread words

Too many syllables

Sometimes there are too few

One, not disyllables

Some feelings and some thoughts

Get lost and discarded

Like falling leaves, moments

Merely disregarded

This is not a soft flute

This is not a soft flute
I let my trumpet blare
It’s not a gentle breeze
Just wafting through the air

It resonates like the
Bass of Pastorius
It comes from the gut with
Emotions glorious

No longer making pearls

No longer making pearls
The irritant is gone
I’m happy as a clam
Amongst the fish and sprawn

The World is wide and long
And dreams low hanging fruit
Intellect and laughter
Given thought and a hoot

I can’t connect the dots

I can’t connect the dots
Many remembrances
Too may forgots, rhymes
Without resemblances

The thumb imprint fading
Without collar or leash
Swimming not wading like
An unbridled release

You say these lines are sick

You say these lines are sick
And all of it is puke
Then better to expel
Than swallow, I rebuke

So much to learn and love
Allow a change of heart
To only look inward
Is to never leave start

Fewer and far between

Fewer and far between
Like the numbers of prime
Or a nautilus shell
Spiraling out in time

Certain coordinates
Of the senses and soul
A diamond pressured out
From the darkness of coal

We are just waking up

We are just waking up
To find the World a bud
Prizing Life, unearthing
The buried sleeping spud

No such things as old moons
We are new and renewed
To win is to begin
And never to conclude

All I's are upon us

All I's are upon us
But we are We not wee
Our hearts are wide-opened
And beat with empathy

We find understanding
And want to Heal not heel
Walking in someone's shoes
Can tell us how they feel

Such a high standard for

Such a high standard for
All things of excellence
Anything substandard
Brings bouts of petulance

Enjoy imperfections
Utopia with flaws
The cutest of kittens
Are empowered with claws

Anger and injury

Anger and injury
Will both subside and die
Storms clouds are just hiding
A bright and open sky

Out from a rotation
A strong gravity pull
A black hole that sucked up
All and was never full

Refusing the anchor

Refusing the anchor
Feelings are not statues
Disturbing still air with
Our energy infuse

Seeking a momentum
Billow, propel or flail
In slow motion or blur
In vibrancy or pale

Life long being land locked

Life long being land locked
The first lap of ocean
Is cleansing the tired feet
Restoring their motion

To target foreign lands
Should we have the notion
We are bathing in Yes
As we lap the ocean

No meat left on the bone

No meat left on the bone
We are resigned to gnaw
For the next piece of meat
We'll have a stronger jaw

Devouring the hard truth
Picking lies from our teeth
Disposing of falsehoods
'Til the knife finds its sheath

All this introspection

All this introspection
Continuous dissection
And walls of protection
Keeping me safe and sound

Experience of me
Is to understand we
To see rings of a tree
Before it hits the ground

We have an ocean now

We have an ocean now
Bounded by lands to see
The sky, Rubaiyat's cup
Inverted over we

Everyday a Chagall
Wedding or bended kiss
The olive branched dove and
The albatross in bliss

Finding a sense of self

Finding a sense of self
What are all these questions
Here I am completely
No after thought mentions

Wanting the straight arrow
The tulip, not the vine
In all circumstances
Exude my own define

All the unwrapped presents

All the unwrapped presents
Swept away everyday
Small pleasures and large hearts
That never get displayed

So many moments spent
Keeping something alive
Let go, a memory
Can no longer arrive

Have I found my own voice

Have I found my own voice
Hitting more than one note
Am I seeing a world
That has never been wrote

I'm looking for a choir
Longing to sing along
A cluster of voices
That can add to this song

Not yet happiness just

Not yet happiness just
Some form of contentment
Our ship has sailed out on
Your winds of resentment

Raised high in the treetops
By a love that just takes
This cradle is falling
While singing the bough breaks

Nothing to write about

Nothing to write about
Good weather and plateaus
A whistle melody
The light tapping of toes

All the fighting over
Allowing books to end
Enter in the new theme
Of myself to befriend

Gone, early morning May

Gone, early morning May
In June, the longest day
July's firework display
And the descending stairs

Of late August is here
Labor Day coming near
Cool mornings crystal clear
And empty outside chairs

The sleepy time that stays

The sleepy time that stays
Awake in later years
The blanket, the comfort
A future without fears

Days locked like a puzzle
That ended up jumbled
By experience that
Made us dazed and mumbled

No longer searching for

No longer searching for
Answers in the darkness
There will always be Life
And acts that are heartless

Forget the cast shadows
Walk wide strides to the the light
Remembering the past and
Let the future make right

Here's another two bricks

Here's another two bricks
With days for the mortar
Somewhere in the clay are
The thoughts of a hoarder

Remembering a pause
A still, then momentum
A lasso on the feeling
Before it gets too numb

Retreating from battle

Retreating from battle
Passive to narcissist
Surrendering to win
Absence makes arsonist

Enjoy celebration
Everyday a marvel
Seek surprises while they
Are losing their marble

Demanding to dance while

Demanding to dance while
Hoping to step on toes
Always skipping rocks where
The peaceful water flows

And never allowing
The injuries to heal
Your dogs must be trained
To beg , sit, stay and heel

Oh the joy of relief

Oh the joy of relief
Oh the sense it's over
Like finding a tiny
Missing four leaf clover

The burden has lifted
Gone are the weight and strife
Now starts the steps for a
Far more meaningful life

The apple orchards are

The apple orchards are
Heavy with ornaments
This August morning has
Cool autumn sentiments

But the day is canvas
Pulled drum tight on a frame
Bleaching sun and showers
That pop-up and exclaim

It is not the first time

It is not the first time
Sifting through a wreckage
Weighing the misfortunes
Concluding the message

Of who and why and how
Giving our anger rights
By declaring freedom
And then putting up fights

Out of the dust cyclone

Out of the dust cyclone
Waiting for the blank slate
Turned around, lifted, dumped
Need of a better state

Another summer slows
Today the clouds are still
Possessing the want and
Ultimately the will

Not a magnetic pull

Not a magnetic pull
Holding us together
More glue and more glue won't
Hold in extreme weather

And when the pieces fall
It was always my fault
And apologies were
Deposits in your vault

We have to ask ourselves

We have to ask ourselves
Why did we allow it
To avoid arguments
Why not disavow it

Instead of finding rhymes
Repeating what was heard
Not striking our own path
And following the herd

Too many restrictions

Too many restrictions
Imaginary lines
Clouds and consequences
Negative and unkind

But how much of it's false
And quite the contrary
All this gaslighting failed
To kill the canary

Raging for more peace while

Raging for more peace while
Fighting complacency
Angry for kind thoughts in
This vacuum and vacancy

Raking my fallen leaves
Learning from their losses
Extending my branches
Up where the sun crosses

Advancing to plateaus

Advancing to plateaus
Feeling the landscape shift
Seeing three-sixty the
Most significant gift

We're chasing tomorrows
Forecasting the weather
Abandoning the flock
For a stranger feather

Remembering the storm

Remembering the storm
On a quiet open sea
Assessing the damage
Celebrating the We

Survivors in safety
On an arc of frontier
Battered but bountiful
Self-empowered to steer

Losing the mastery

Losing the mastery
There is no clarity
Where's our humanity
Can we agree, be kind

Avoid sugar coating
No explatives noting
Reach high for thoughts floating
The betterment of mind

Spent flowers and bent stems

Spent flowers and bent stems
Here in this garden bed
Once beautiful but now
Needing to be dead head

No amount of sunshine
Or downfalls of water
Can bring back the blooms of
These old sons and daughters

From the rut, changing clouds

From the rut, changing clouds
Beg imagination
Rorschachs and wonderment
Question liberation

Into the great abstract
Bent barb in the rubble
Become part of the whole
Raindrop in a puddle

Feeling completely right

Feeling completely right
Has a steadfast sternness
A locked jaw, buckled chin
A strong forehead firmness

Both shield and bulldozer
It forces its own path
With precision and might
On a clear focused wrath

On the wave of moment

On the wave of moment
The pulling of a thread
The past and the future
I do, are wholly wed

A heron, rays of sun
A thought of my loved ones
Testament to journey
And the next unclimbed rung

The two of us are each

The two of us are each
Other's validation
Witness to the landscape
The dense forestation

And here in the clearing
In the greatest affirm
Sharing understanding
The conditions and term

Lost you to argument

Lost you to argument
Sanded beyond level
Not two smooth river rocks
Our edges now bevel

Retreating asking time
To give us a breather
Be patient and willing
Because we are neither

Only thinking of you

Only thinking of you
Your sadness was my sad
Imagined how you felt
On a grand scale, not tad

But I've come to find out
It's a one way mirror
You only see yourself
Can't get any clearer

On the road to healing

On the road to healing
I find my own bread crumbs
Collecting pieces to
The beat of my own drums

Finding my way back home
To the hearth of my heart
Cleansing my brushes for
The brushstrokes of my art

Cradle me in your arms

Cradle me in your arms

Yet never hold my heart

Perceive me with your eyes

Then deny me and dart

Dislike who I am by

Making a slip cover

Rape me and pronounce that
You're the greatest lover

Show no signs of weakness

Show no signs of weakness
Not a daisy, an oak
Hide the mistakes and flaws
Behind perfection's cloak

No pleasure paradise
Abused without bruises
Winners with false trophies
Applause to the losers

Under the microscope

Under the microscope
My own interspections
A full analysis
Of my imperfections

And needs for improvement
Or areas of growth
For better tomorrows
Of more love and less loathe

In the wider than wide

In the wider than wide
In the morning pale greens
A runaway runway
From the self-centered scenes

Lift the compass needle
Let the pencil travel
Far from the grid until
The fall of the gavel

In this confined wildness

In this confined wildness
Both unbridled and fenced
Where want and desire are
Distant stars in suspense

Expanding ideas
Never finds a limit
Sense heaven and hell from
The realms of a divot

Shouts into nothingness

Shouts into nothingness
No substance, just banter
Likes and emoticons
Dislikes by a ranter

Graffiti without art
In the human scribble
Oohs and aahs, grand praise
Or arguments and dribble

To have found the silk threads

To have found the silk threads
That weave throughout the day
A cloth that billows like
Waves in a shallow bay

No longer in burlap
My callous skin softens
Caressing the future
Not seldom but oftens

Two triumphant bonsai

Two triumphant bonsai
Our toes are in the lawn
Our feet loose and our limbs
Stretch larger than a yawn

Alive and lavishing
Thoughts free as the wind blows
Facing the elements
Fearless and without no's

Stop looking back at years

Stop looking back at years
And remembering when
Pivot on the present
And zero in on zen

Accumulate wisdom
But here and now jnana
Find might in the moment
Navigate nirvana

The pendulum is stuck

The pendulum is stuck
No swing and no return
It's too far to the right
When will we ever learn

That freedom is fighting
And progress must be won
We must stop the hateful
That subtract and not sum

Our past growing colder

Our past growing colder
In a snowfall of days
Here on the clearest night
With no cloud cover haze

To hold what little warmth
Before it surrenders
No air, no fuel, no want
Go out, dying ember

Kindness painted pitch black

Kindness painted pitch black
Acceptance out of reach
Our hopes peppered with no
It's all pit and no peach

Flinching at the future
Growing bleaker each time
Our World and words smaller
Near-sighted without rhyme

Again the Overwhelm

Again the Overwhelm
The language of Being
Universal knowledge
And spoken by seeing

Cloud blooms and daisy bursts
Blue, white, above green, brown
With hawks hung by Calder
That keep swirling around

Fixated and focused

Fixated and focused
The kaleidoscope still
The dust may have settled
But the thoughts are not nil

Looking at the valley
Even after the climb
Descend the other side
Out of sight, out of mind

Someday distance will come

Someday distance will come
Seasons then an ocean
A memory without
Senses or emotion

We will look back at the
Journey and the root cause
And conclude our choices
Are worthy of applause

An invisible war

An invisible war
The two of us soldiers
Fighting in the trenches
Our shoulders to shoulders

Victorious without
Fanfare or a parade
Our flags of free hearts and
The wise choices we made

The end of loneliness

The end of loneliness
With the absence of you
Better to be alone
Not always needing glue

Keeping myself intact
Gone is the endless chew
To have found company
In one instead of two

Must we litter our skies

Must we litter our skies
With drones bringing donuts
Amazon dirigibles
Consumer juggernauts

Must have and must have now
Quick gratification
Is there no end in sight
There's no indication

Watermelon wasted

Watermelon wasted
Unopened birthday cards
A failed celebration
Joy shattered into shards

A strawberry shortcake
Could never fall so short
Once though a beauty mark
So happens, it's a wart

This disillusionment

This disillusionment
The unraveling end
Leave the impossible
Lambs in the lion's den

Leave it in its coldness
And the frost that it makes
Layers of snow can be
Warm but it's still cold flakes

There is a toughness in

There is a toughness in
A gentle person's smile
A commitment to now
And go the extra mile

Behind it clenched teeth
Resolved to make the best
To weather the storms and
Prepared for any test

Good morning sunflower

Good morning sunflower
Look over your shoulder
The sun's coming up, you're
Another day bolder

Celebrate your brightness
With a turn of the head
The day a blank canvas
With great brushstrokes ahead

We can't erase nor should

No, we can't erase nor
Should we be so inclined
To rewrite history
We must always decline

Forego the eraser
And hope for erosion
Slowly lose feeling of
The harmful explosion

We're each other's witness

We're each other's witness
Our paintings are the same
The road we are taking
Target a single aim

Happiness at stake
Our memories in sync
Resolved or wrestling, we're
An unbreakable link

Give me an eraser

Give me an eraser
Years of math formulas
Crammed in on a chalkboard
Upside down umbrellas

Useless calculations
Just detours to dead-ends
And finding the premise
Was flawed and we're not friends

Living with absolutes

Living with absolutes
Always and the never
Perfect days are seldom
Purely about weather

Finding a common ground
Should be found in our dreams
Future understanding
Our true selves forming teams

Love, loving, lovable

Love, loving, lovable
Won, wonder, wonderful
Greatest, greatness, grateful
Together progression

Think, thinker, thoughtfulness
Heart, heartfelt, heartiness
Care, careful, carefulness
Purposeful intentions

An ocean of future

An ocean of future
With no walls before us
Seeking to be happy
A state of glorious

Even in the mundane
A sense of contentment
Coming back from the roots
Our own self-investment

It is not very smart

It is not very smart
To always question why
Searching for unknowns in
A clueless, starry sky

Connecting the dots makes
Astrological signs
Mythical, meaningless
Just colors, shapes and lines

It is like starvation

It is like starvation
With the occasional
Cupcake or some dessert
Too presentational

Something that says how much
I care for you my pet
Silences the rumblings
And says that I've been fed

Another moon rises

Another moon rises
A beautiful sunset
Perhaps only weather
Is all we should collect

Right amounts of rainfall
The comfort found in shade
Not the successes or
The messes that we made

The great blue heron is

The great blue heron is
Making its morning rounds
Commuter cars noting
The road with traffic sounds

Another day the same
Still unlike no other
Each day is a new born
Children of one mother

Sitting breaking pencils

Sitting breaking pencils
Struggling to find a start
Words with empty meanings
Not expressing my heart

I've forgotten the hurt
So perhaps I have healed
Like a wound now a scar
The emotions are sealed

Thinking what I should write

Thinking what I should write
Has the strangest outcome
It seems more militant
Beats of a marching drum

Words without any wings
Speeches from  broken shoes
Perhaps intelligent
But emotional ruse

There are no good reasons

There are no good reasons
None - not to buy peaches
Summer ripe and gold, the
Color each one reaches

Apples with worms, for sure
Or bad lettuce, reject
But a perfect peach should
Only hear, I accept

Too inarticulate

Too inarticulate
No words, what's it about
Emotions bigger than
Vocabulary's shout

In the movements of dance
From the solar plexus
We can share expression
And how it affects us

Finding a brilliant day

Finding a brilliant day
When skies are overcast
Trying to savor time
When always moving fast

Retreating to a place
Where love resides in peace
Waiting to enfold hearts
In a bountiful fleece

Sending arching arrows

Sending arching arrows
Like comets bent in skies
Striving for a distance
Where a sleeping dream lies

Wake up in a fury
Spread tendrils from the feet
Bud, flower then fruit
Repeat, repeat, repeat

I am living my life

I am living my life

Trying to self-propel

It is all about verbs

Present tense and do tell

Not sustaining moments

Must keep a momentum

Because the here and now

Is just a mere mention

Be a ball, not a box

Be a ball, not a box
When trouble finds your day
It can't sit and pile up
Just roll another way

Can't keep it all inside
Keep moving and change course
Why be a mountain when
When you can be a force

I have a follower

I have a follower
She is the very first
She's Annie W
My silent wall has burst

Now someone in this World
Can hear my quiet song
Thanks Annie W
Welcome and sing along

Perhaps this time of peace

Perhaps this time of peace
Will end this quest of search
Stop looking at the stars
For answers here on Earth

Baptize myself with grace
Accept unknowns are truths
Quit battles with questions
And shrug to find a truce

Entitled to anger

Entitled to anger
It's justifiable
But you reside where the
Truth is not viable

I cannot shoot the horse
When it is the rider
Please know it is not you
As the crack grows wider

Here we are together

Here we are together
Birds of the same feather
In good and bad weather
Eye to eye, side by side

Youth exhausted and spent
With dreams that came and went
Knowing what time has meant
Hand in hand, stride by stride

Waiting on a future

Waiting on a future
The present ticking by
Watching the clouds passing
On a blue backdrop sky

Thinking beyond moments
Ignoring here and now
Impending problems are
Begging for answers how

Our compass pencil keeps

Our compass pencil keeps
Circling much further out
Our world is growing vast
The nautilus shell route

It's only been a week
In measurements of time
But the distance traveled
A Mount Everest climb

I have taken darkness

I have taken darkness
Allowed it to reside
Among the colors that
Are refusing to hide

It hangs like a storm cloud
And covers like a cloak
I must run at light speed
So it cannot invoke

The day was a freckle

The day was a freckle
We will wear it always
Our past is severed braids
The future, wide hallways

Abandoning your ship
Anchored in false waters
Sails billowed by the breath
Of my mother's daughters

What has been a long night

What has been a long night
Yet here we are at dusk
They say we have a choice
But sometimes there's a must

To make an about face
Make a one-eighty turn
To forge a new frontier
To open up and learn

Our ship now an anchor

Our ship now an anchor
It's no longer afloat
Our kite now tethered to
A tree limb like a boat

Our future without weight
A kite without a tail
No sense of gravity
Or motion in our sail

At the window of Spring

At the window of Spring
Trees flowers before leaves
Beckoning the birds to
Nest in their floral sleeves

Winter is a journey
To Spring where we unpack
Excited to arrive
No time for looking back

Without inspiration

Without inspiration
The sky is just a sky
Sunlit days, moonlit nights
And clouds just passing by

Not finding a loose thread
Or a wind in my sail
No intake, no breath take
A day to just exhale

We cannot allow these

We cannot allow these
Days like radiation
Continue to transform
Our strong consternation

Removing the roots has
Leveled the playing field
Lets appreciate the
Fruit without being peeled

Embracing happiness

Embracing happiness
Finding joy abundant
Clarity crystal clear
Statements not redundant

Apologizing when
Only the words are wrong
Not for how we translate
The meaning of the song

They call you a monster

They call you a monster
A monster, my old friend
I agree, I can see
And so it had to end

And so I had to leave
There is no going back
Like an arrow shot from
A bow, has but one track

No imagination

No imagination
Reality it seems
Seconds are but seconds
No hopes, no wish, no dreams

All is calculated
No chance to improvise
But look the clouds freely
Are changing in the skies

Always willing to change

Always willing to change
To be unlike a star
When my hopes were hollow
Like an empty train car

Rejecting the dealt cards
And not playing my hand
Changing my DNA
Until is spells And

Are there new beginnings

Are there new beginnings
Or only corners turned
Are fabrics woven and
No patterns overturned

Are we absorbing or
Can we deflect, discard
Once ill but now healthy
Recovered but not marred

Your love was too wooded

Your love was too wooded
For someone blind as me
The forest a minefield
A bomb in every tree

Having found a clearing
Without you - a plateau
Love is wide wandering
With friends and not your foe

Enough of the taking

Enough of the taking
Narcissistic robber
My essence, my self is
Not here for the clobber

The tide of anger in
Knowing I called your bluff
What you said was untrue
And so I said enough

Nothing brilliant today

Nothing brilliant today
Another stone counted
No valley too low, no
Mountain unsurmounted

A day to watch shadows
Grow taller and then fade
Not steering clear of but
Not immersing, just wade

Here in the infinite

Here in the infinite
A particle of sneeze
Caught in the speed of light
A slowly moving breeze

Assigning importance
On temporary things
Building blocks of moments
Just fancy flimsy flings

Again the Overwhelm

Again the Overwhelm
In an aura of grace
Not limited to some
Coordinates in space

A snowflake flurry in
A partly sunny sky
I'm spinning in circles
Feeling infinite pi

There was a daisy in

There was a daisy in
Toledo, Ohio
A mid-western liking
Of Venus de Milo

A tender champion
Both inviting and kind
Celebrate together
Heart to heart, mind to mind

Two bonsai rebounding

Two bonsai rebounding
Large exclamation point
Wild growth is evident
On every limb and joint

Finding admiration
Self-love and survival
We are strong, we are tall
Any oak we rival

Repetition reprieve

Repetition reprieve
Two comets altering
Trajectory and path
Strong and unfaltering

Recognizing our luck
Finding of this detour
A far greater Life, a
Future with so much more

Pilgrim not committed

Pilgrim not committed
Turn this vessel around
This New World or juncture
A thought no longer crowned

Parting in mid-ocean
Nothing beneath our feet
Where the horizon line
Is a circle complete

Two sisters, one pure ying

Two sisters, on pure yin
And the other, all yang
Opposing ends of Truth
Like perfect chords and clang

All kindness and caring
The other with cold eyes
Our yin was inclusive
But the yang was all I's

Not for the attention

Not for the attention
Or for some accolades
Not firework or parties
Big banners or parades

Just a simple echo
A canon of the song
A telling of the words
A clover in the throng

There is a vast and wide

There is a vast and wide
That moves from side to side
A universal tide
In the ocean of space

Stars in a two-step dance
Almost a perfect stance
Just shimmy, a glance
A cosmic heartbeat pace

Here at a title page

Here at a title page
A free fall from a ridge
We pause like a rainstorm
Under a passing bridge

All the words will be new
Both context and meaning
We are scripting our lives
While we are careening

Injured, not affected

Injured, not affected
Learn to heal without scars
There's no heavenly plan
They are just stars, just stars

Allow time to fade the
Emotional tattoos
Practice the right of choice
Dispel any taboos

For mothers who don't care

For mothers who don't care
And the children they raise
Pity the both of them
But escape from her maze

Run as fast as you can
And stay out of their scope
All ye who enter here
Must abandon all hope

Wild seeds you are welcome

Wild seeds you are welcome
Although this may not be
A perfect garden bed
Aren't you travel weary

Come tuck yourselves in soil
Look, a wonderful view
Have wild thoughts of firm roots
Embrace the morning dew

Last snowfall of winter

Last snowfall of winter
Here in the cleansing cold
Warm like a ripened peach
Sunbathing, blushed and gold

I can see each snowflake
And scattered house lights bright
Both are specks in darkness
Black backdrops for their white

Our time of crocuses

Our time of crocuses
In 1989
Elbow patches on your
Blazer you wore to dine

Stealing a kiss waiting
For the elevator
On the fourth floor but the
Height seemed so much greater

Aim for a new plateau

Aim for a new plateau
Start with freshly washed sheets
Translate your thoughts into
A language you can't speak

The same old tuning fork
Learn to unleash and bend
Interrupt the cycle
From beginning to end

Shards of left over thoughts

Shards of left over thoughts
Phrases now left unsaid
Separate has made
Me alive and you dead

The practice of self-love
Evaluate self worth
Find a selfish notion
Celebrate time on Earth

How to commemorate

How to commemorate
How do we celebrate
Fully perpetuate
A great among clover

We must write it and shout
And proclaim it about
With purpose we must tout
And over and over

Further than expected

Further than expected
Marker after marker
More daylight in our days
Far from growing darker

Exercised, exorcised
Fought demons with new strength
Our arms like rolling pins
Have stretched out a day's length

Irreversible and

Irreversible and
Irretrievable time
Always expanding the
The definition of I'm

I am forever changed
With my self I find rhyme
Circumstance and effort
Both the falls and the climb

Never begging don't go

Never begging don't go
Still trying to win
Not a relationship
This tyranny we're in

Pulling woven threads with
This boa constrictor
Removing invasive
And wrongs from our mixture

It's not just a chapter

It's not just a chapter
We have finished this book
Wanting a future not
Taking another look

We are Granting ourselves
All the powers of yes
In the overwhelm where
It is greater not less

Children are not echoes

Children are not echoes
Allow them their own voice
Nothing is predestined
When everything is choice

Just love them for loving
Themselves and not because
They are somewhat like you
In virtues or your flaws

All passion and no pursuit

All passion and no pursuit
Tea kettle whistles dry
Puddles are not rivers
Movement requires a try

Be a ball, not a box
Begin a roll to roll
And not set like a pile
Run, walk or crawl to goal

In the last few days of

In the last few days of
Winter the cold is cold
A gentle snowfall makes
An old man not so old

With a childlike delight
There's wonder of it all
Life has more meaning and
I'm answering its call

My love was a checkbox

My love was a checkbox
It sat on a hanger
But when I found self-love
You turned into anger

Denying simple joys
Chorus after chorus
Void of all happiness
It leaves nothing for us

Where does love wash ashore

Where does love wash ashore
Where does it land in storms
And flourish in fertile
Soil and fair weather norms

My hands embracing yours
Trust what each sees as true
Reject the troika dolls
Be a color, not hue

Out in the far extreme

Out in the far extreme
Beyond discovery
Even before the egg
Inside the ovary

In the nothing, the void
The original thought
All else derivative
From a ripple of naught

This poetry is not

This poetry is not
Some form of reflection
It's more a diary
Of moment selection

It's the day's concluding
A snapshot of my change
An analysis of
The fluctuating range

Splinters in our feelings

Splinters in our feelings
Sensitive to small touch
But in the end it does
Not matter to us much

Nothing broken, nothing
Is sprained or in a sling
We exercise freedom
Lift our voices and sing

I'm here to break pencils

I'm here to break pencils
Turn the kaleidoscope
Lose my childhood pain and
Embrace myself and hope

From hereonin beyond
With push pins on a fact
Find my own emotion
Simplified and abstract

In these moments of change

In these moments of change
Still counting what's been earned
While racing towards a
School of dreams to be learned

In the blur, the fury
We maintain a fixed gaze
Our hands are touching as
We navigate the maze

The future without you

The future without you
Our time together will
Not be an anchor that
Leaves me tethered and still

Let your Life propel me
All my love Aunt Gerry
When I remember us
I'll always be merry

Two bonsai transplanted

Two bonsai transplanted
Wires on our limbs removed
Here in the open field
Our future well improved

Bravery and logic
We're being our true selves
Natural and weathered
Not paraded then shelved

The ribbons of roadways

The ribbons of roadways
Hawks like chess queens that wait
The sun tapping earth
Saying it's getting late

Over our should today
Is passing, letting go
Into dusty archives
Unless someone should blow

I'm not bluffing these words

I'm not bluffing these words
Are truly a lesson
Art can be found in an
Intelligent session

Where thoughts and ideas
Are expressed with finesse
With noses so high up
They can't smell the BS

Carrots becoming clubs

Carrots becoming clubs
For the frustrated mules
Overthrowing the cart
And then brandishing tools

Less hate more educate
We can't brand the donkey
Invite and gain incite
Avoid going wonky

Poet not performer

Poet not performer
Landscape the only stage
No operatic voice
Words silent on a page

Movement and music thrive
Behind internal walls
Forty-eight syllables
And then the curtain falls

Looking forward to the

Looking forward to the
True greatness of nothing
An oblivion of
Everything and something

An inhale and exhale
Slow movement of the heart
Crossing the finish line
Without another start