Sitting rock
front row seat
on mossy path
rolled into place
hospitably
for pond viewing
crisp, brisk day
leaves rattling
few touches of color
cranberry leaf red
golden lily pads
in gray surround
inclusive vista
suspension of time
with no measure
elemental moment
languid and free
swimming with molecules.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Extinguished Path
Vanished imprint
trampled pine needles
along old woods way
leading to dreams
rich imaginings
for sure-footed young
cross-country walkers
adventurous skiers
nature explorers
seeking the magic
among ancient groves
of long-lived stillness
bearing witness
to changeable land
not succeeding itself
another forest lost
captured and boxed
as unholy houses.
trampled pine needles
along old woods way
leading to dreams
rich imaginings
for sure-footed young
cross-country walkers
adventurous skiers
nature explorers
seeking the magic
among ancient groves
of long-lived stillness
bearing witness
to changeable land
not succeeding itself
another forest lost
captured and boxed
as unholy houses.
On Grandbaby Duty
Sheer bliss to re-live tender time
snuggling in purest delight
without parental strings
cocooning in the present
outside quotidian life
in bendable world of play
pretending to be an elephant
a convenient climbing tree
whatever I am imagined to be
learning again clan language
smiling, touching, singing
fulsome with spontaneous hugs
round and round the mulberry bush
of regenerative experience
ontogeny recapitulates love.
snuggling in purest delight
without parental strings
cocooning in the present
outside quotidian life
in bendable world of play
pretending to be an elephant
a convenient climbing tree
whatever I am imagined to be
learning again clan language
smiling, touching, singing
fulsome with spontaneous hugs
round and round the mulberry bush
of regenerative experience
ontogeny recapitulates love.
Maple Leaf Moment
Tiny fingers
entwine the stem
crinkle
its golden crown
spring and fall
exchange greetings
then pass
the seasonal baton.
entwine the stem
crinkle
its golden crown
spring and fall
exchange greetings
then pass
the seasonal baton.
I'm Most Awake at Night
I’m most awake at night
in the darkest quiet
mind lively
skipping randomly around
scavenging ideas
outside daytime noise
pushing conscious edges
beyond banality
until sleep intervenes
mixing up real with dreams
my self and the universe
left unresolved once again.
in the darkest quiet
mind lively
skipping randomly around
scavenging ideas
outside daytime noise
pushing conscious edges
beyond banality
until sleep intervenes
mixing up real with dreams
my self and the universe
left unresolved once again.
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