SIMPLICITIES


in the bird-world
creatures fly against a blue ceiling
where blinking rocks and a cold cratered sphere
revolve in space while a hot ball of fire
spins out its own yellow brightness.

in the fish-realm
creatures swim within a green-water garden
where dark shapes and pulsing strands of weed
flicker in wetness while the small and the great
blow bubbles in vertical lines.

in the animal-domain
creatures dart and scamper atop a brown-soil floor
where sunken seeds down beneath green comforters
germinate in darkness, and people-creatures
walk upright, spinning out human entanglements.

MOURNING

Sit Shiva with me
mourn the passing of the day

this Tuesday will not return
it lies entombed
in the grave of Time

Pray with me
say how we tried our best
to wring the best
from heavy hours
now resting in deep sleep

Remember the orange sunrise
rinding on the horizon
the grey pillowing clouds
of afternoon
fluffing a bed for a sleepy sun,
the stars blinking in a night sky

This Tuesday is gone forever
with it are gone the tiny mercies
the hurts, the harms
that distracted our love
the slew of seconds
no longer beating

Pray with me
The day is gone
Long live the day

VIEWPOINTS


by idiot
or orator

full of fury
or resignation

the tale
is told

DAHNERT PARK

a lily pad of silence
a pond of words
a paper sailboat
of misgivings

RICHES

silver laughter
minted on her face
a smile of gold bracelet
sparkled on her mouth

richer than a queen
she said
what I have is nothing
what I have is everything