Wednesday, September 21, 2016

equinox

i am thunder
gifting
drifting
a pendulum equinox
graying into evening's felted weight
bumblebees journey to hive
trees press against the passing blue
monarchs to bark rich & thrumming with marigold wings
algae velvets green root to crown
across the linen lines of day
chimes the crystalline hour
home beckons
hairs on forearm pulse electric/electric
amber alchemies blood
love's alchemy
the home of moon and star
the cradle of wind
the arms of winter
calling
striking
cloud to ground
i am thunder
rumble.
gifting
drifting
pressed to you 

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

weather patterns

No tumult of hurricane 
no straight-line wind ripping the ground 
no flood waters rising
no ice storm cracking ...
softer than forecasted
stronger than expected
a mingled taste of blue night 
and 
crescent moon on the roof of my mouth
swallowed into
white river birch falling 
honeyed amber autumn 
pressing
pressing
pressure swells
into the corona lunar gravity
of you

Sunday, September 11, 2016

never in vain

water fills the river
surprising tindered fields as autumn steals in
cooling the constraint of regret
cooling the arrogance of summer
water fills the river
color dances along the maple's branches ...
a thousand shades of green
leaves illuminated by sun & reflection
a thousand shallows
endless bends
winding
weaving
across the vastness of this moment
water fills the river

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

ode to a place by a river

tangle the thread
watch the indigo bloom
corn gone to seed
'neath the three-quarter moon
sweet pollen of prairie hangs in the night
sticky nostalgia drifts three stars to the right  
tapped, pulled and pressed to pink twilight's burst
tumbled and scattered in dust-motes rehearsed
at once both trapped under yesterday's kiss
and
here in this field under stardust & mist
eyes closed to hold tight the vestige of sensation
eyes open to welcome the electric vibration
here
in the vastness of wide open night
there
pierced & gifted with one promise bright
untangle the thread
smell the coming of rain
lay down in the tall grass ...
remain