Monthly Archives: January 2014

Grace III

He falls with relief falls without fear hangs as it were mid-air knowing he’s no longer where his swift feet will matter or his heart weary with hiding need hide 

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Grace II

What did they think then when back on course they sailed on in calmer seas? Lighter laden it’s for certain Burdened by peace 

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Grace

Where the feet run swift from the heart there in the deep dark water off Tarshish where old prophets toss their ballast to the wave to the roaring of the gale swims the whale  

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Sometimes

Sometimes a wind arises seemingly out of nowhere as though some spirit of the past were passing close Those times wisdom lies more in reflection than action for one cannot enter such a wind nor can it be escaped 

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At the Shore

At the shore where soft waves wash over warm sand white gulls dance in the sunlight 

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City Light

Like salt from a shaker the stars are scattered across a sky too bright to think of as real night 

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The Gift

Hard the gift given when we choose to give ourselves Harder still to receive the self again on its return The red apples in the artist’s green bowl so mastered by the long brush endure the passing years ever unspoiled 

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Illusions

We live penultimate lives Our songs forever almost`but`not`yet Songbirds soaring soaring but to fall & catch yet again on some 

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Instincts

An instinct arises from a soul like sap from a root by way of a limb at an injury It’s a mystery 

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Blue Heron

She rises on a breath from the blue pond Such heft for a bird so lithe her long-hinged wings sleek as a ballerina’s legs eight feet across at least 

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In the Deep Water

In the deep water words make no sound nor tears leave any stain Silent songs are heard by the heart or not 

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Anxiety

The book lies open to where the bookmark says I laid off in my reading But I cannot now recall who the characters are or what they were about when last I was here

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