#556. for antoinette before the first blizzard of winter

old woman young girl
down steel and concrete steps hope
bloomed the heart of life
moving high in one pair of eyes
in the great alone on the thousand eyed subway train

there is a dream of you in time
in the minds of the none who remember you
my heart leaps as it breaks

#554. swan

swan
how is it
you left me
here on this earth
alone and remembering
tears are not just salt water
they are the sea

#553. old year new year

tell me a story
a story as stony as time
time is not the story but the stone
standing under the tree out standing in the rain
leafy fingertips brushing lips trusting truthful diamond rain
a new universe in a communion of umbrellas

#552. a communion of umbrellas (for rlb

totally blow-minding compretationalstanding simultaneous in time to send a message in a bottle…hello?

global dimensional transition
travel thru the gluons or strings
in a world unrecognized by the childself

being cosmos, nothing, just life alone origin conciousness that zombie hologram exist into species
universes end

#551. Poppies Again (Accepting Barbed Wire

can we survive more poppies?
accept them?
entwined with barbed wire
with the death of millions
afghanistan
to flanders field
to antietam zululand jerusalem
afghanistan over and over
china rome everywhere
to prehistory
human kind proves its insanity
expecting
something different?

remember?
“all we are saying is give peace a chance”

#550. sticky storm

sandy tossd the streets and canyons today
we walked and tar-smelled the life and that still gate
that yawns when the surge drives the early morning rain wind dark

#549. backwards from winter

backwards from winter

i break the ice
on the water trough
the goat is thirsty this morning
and the horses in the barn dont want to share

this snow pea weather snaps my amygdala
across time i stare up through
the ice at grey beard me
confined by time

i am wide eyed

#548 mused

 

in the red dream
i see your heart flow
we hold on to each other
meet eyes across distances
much greater than ages or pain
pooling liquid salt water defeat death
daring to be father darling daughter to the spirit core

#547. swansong

what was that song
or any of the songs you wrote and played with sad joy
the strings of your guitar still vibrate in me although
why you gave it up is an unknown tragedy
i know like i know my finger burns
when i hold it in the flame
of a burning candle
that friendship
and our adventure
our lives and love
still vibrates

you couldnt have a child
and so it goes you said in pain
and resignation and so i
named my only son
for you
swan

and in this moment the moon behind low clouds drifts over the brooklyn bridge

#546. and you and i

I.

hand-tame trouble

fail

it will not take long
gently move time

move it

taking a good drink
die little bird i

i was never
much interested
but will have to settle
for the hummingbird who had spent
the night inside the porch

II.

free wild

you will not take long
as before a breeze
will stay with you
in the center

spun
tossed
grabbed
you spent
the night inside the porch