Saturday, December 9, 2017

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

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

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

Monday, December 4, 2017

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