on frost

morning light drifts in pearly-blue
illuminating the smell of snow 
still the branches
quiet this dawn
birds await a promised warming
silence song
pervasive the cold
stunning the chilling
to breath to bone
pale twill be the sun
frost & ice spilling
morning light comes the day

flickers

When resistance lies vanquished
once surrender unfolds like a lark upon your palm
groundlessness rises
as tempest
as leaves caught in the north wind
swirling clockwise to
morning's first light

Winter sits watching for the vulnerable
biting
stinging 

with breath silver-blue
it felt so hollow
(initially)
the allowing
the lack of concern
swirling clockwise to
afternoon's light

Love stands alone
needing naught but truth
rock steady against the stars
grounded in 

cloud formations & constellations
dance to the wind & weather
dance to the sharpness of known things
swirling clockwise in
the waning moon's night

Now November

We
unpack our words
measuring the white space between
in sighs & numbness
threading truth to dreams as stars to night
what longing remains is scattered

now November
we amuse ourselves with what was
adapted
compacted lives rich
yet without the burn
what longing remains scattered
found in sky and moon
dust and entrails tossed
captive fortunes told in leaves and ash
smelling of autumn's smoke

eternal passage granted
rising
rising

what longing remains is scattered

soul-kind

what once was
alludes & binds
a heavy cape of velvet blurs the royal lines
Oh what celestial ink creates this Nebraska-blue?

   veiled in dawn's aubergine new
golden sure this day 
wild moon bright
origami sparrow flying white
oh .....
be careful and wise as wishes do come true:
folded

tucked 

along 

sorrows rue
kaleidoscope seasons 

turn and go ... turn and go
as the dreamscape of want simmers
       then slows 
invisible we become
beige'd to beige
wallflower silent--Einstein's sage
touch yourself
first there!  .... then
                open the vein
and
wake the lost!
ghosts of euphoria tinder the frost
cloaked and hidden I walk thru walls
sweeping up the storylines
our story .... my story 
inked between nights
of
golden fields bloom against legends of light
the cut sharpest at the cold snap of morning bright
while bent
and
mending
the singed edges of
my velvet weighted warming
intent thickens the bones
in the heart of the clear
forgiveness fills the corners
as
moon-shadows drip near
to waken 
to walk 
to be seen through the briar
to lie with the dragons of crystal blue fire

in November's cooling . . .

there is nothing but the dried whiteness of bone
                                and
the crackled richness of autumns' leaves ; fragile & fallen
the scent of snow & sage embraced as it hangs moist & sharp
strung by silver wire fine to the naked white birch
twirling & exposed
relevant organs donated to Oz
movement becoming transgenic, soft & grey
stripped
ashamed by want and
crystalline hollowed
breath irrelevant
surrender here

becoming

inhaling longer--broader
to rest his scent against my heart
as he hugged me to his chest
{he was so tall} !
able to encompass my entire being within his entire being
larger than life 
thoughtful he walked this earth
bright he shined

he had a spot--a nesting place
things within an easy reach;
comfy sofa
a phone
a legal pad
a place for coffee (or scotch)
glasses
a magazine or newspaper

quite unexpectedly
the poignant bite of awareness dawned
i too have my spot--a nesting place
things within an easy reach;
comfy sofa
a phone
paper to write
a place for coffee (or scotch)
glasses
a magazine

and a brightness that lays upon the blonde wood
upon the nesting place
a shine that follows me wherever i go
ever longer--ever broader--evermore
pressed there against my heart
encompassing my entire being
larger than life
this one precious life 

things within an easy reach

we become

tyto alba

the wing span of a barn owl is 42 inches

42 inches of ghost feathers & furl 

lifted on particle currents of atmosphere 

dip & dive

dip & dive 

silent nocturnal flyer 

dip & dive 

      &

find me  

         there in slumber beneath worry & bramble 

trembling in stasis 

exultant in dark possibility 

wrapped in skin with age & aspirin 

awaiting your golden piercing 

dip & dive
      &

capture 

me