In this parenthetical moment
of in-between
she enters
he leaves
this improvisational stage
from not to not
incomprehensible
these in-the-wing abysses
separate or the same
spawning random chances
for beginnings and endings.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Waking Up
Waking at early light
sweet, beckoning sounds
delicious to listen
crawling up a sleepy slope
toward consciousville from dreamland
rarely do these two worlds meet
easy to slip back
adventuring beyond logic
and quotidian concerns
not ready yet to hurry up
to leave behind unbounded mind
for practiced perceptions
a catbird, robin, titmouse
keep wheedling, cajoling me
to engage with another day.
sweet, beckoning sounds
delicious to listen
crawling up a sleepy slope
toward consciousville from dreamland
rarely do these two worlds meet
easy to slip back
adventuring beyond logic
and quotidian concerns
not ready yet to hurry up
to leave behind unbounded mind
for practiced perceptions
a catbird, robin, titmouse
keep wheedling, cajoling me
to engage with another day.
Summer Nativity
When I’m all alone
in the nursing home
awaiting my last fate
I’ll remember this day
three asleep on lakeshore beach
warmed by soft-air breezes
grandson towel-wrapped
napping on his Mémé’s lap
Pep dozing beside
a Michelangelo tondo
da Vinci family portrait
of nestled, modeled bodies
cosseted for just a moment
in absolute, purest love
a miracle of humanness.
in the nursing home
awaiting my last fate
I’ll remember this day
three asleep on lakeshore beach
warmed by soft-air breezes
grandson towel-wrapped
napping on his Mémé’s lap
Pep dozing beside
a Michelangelo tondo
da Vinci family portrait
of nestled, modeled bodies
cosseted for just a moment
in absolute, purest love
a miracle of humanness.
Frustrated Suitor
A love-seeking towhee-she
passionately attracted
to vivid window-image
of resplendent, resident male
at first just gentle pecking
then eager tap, tap, tapping
returning each half hour
with escalating ardor
now basher against glassy pane
with wing-splayed, come-hither fervor
the handsome, ceramic toucan
still celibate on his indoor perch.
passionately attracted
to vivid window-image
of resplendent, resident male
at first just gentle pecking
then eager tap, tap, tapping
returning each half hour
with escalating ardor
now basher against glassy pane
with wing-splayed, come-hither fervor
the handsome, ceramic toucan
still celibate on his indoor perch.
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