Quietus of a Friend

in the glittering wake
of the future
he lives

lighting our way
across the mystic sea
of souls

that our whimsical tomorrows
might toast
his favorite goblet

and share the fun
of yesteryears

Enchantress of Water

to be Yesterday’s guests
on all fours
ascending the days of Spring
and her shade
of Jaguar and company

to share Nature’s pipe
with the glyphs of gladiators’ rules
the calculator of Heaven
the battalion of pillars in their allegiance to Rain
the spirits enslav’d by the great pool

all swaddl’d by Land’s mane
with Today’s bloodkin

Contemplation

over half a century ‘tis been
since to th’ unknown
Time first spoke
in the vocabulary of tears

and now Heaven’s Brew crashes
o’er my lodgings
into the blueness
stirring ever brightly
‘twixt th’ Eastern Valley

and tears are spoken again
on Time’s wake
binding myself with old vows         
will ever I keep?

Tempest

spells of infernal debate
as half-bred sheep bleating
temper’d scorch
joust furiously for Celestial Harem
all unsted suitors rout’d
into rabid stampede

hear th’ unholy choir from the Post?
souls of afterdeath scourg’d
unmercifully
their waxes perspiring to infinite
swarms of disharmony
even towards the self?