Category Archives: nature

Windows

congenial black holes
welcome mats to mysteries

perhaps th’ other side
of the world
or th’ universe
or another time

or a looking glass
from unseen eyes
curious of us

at our sadness
about what was so much more
in its youth

about our wonderment
at its aging gracefully
by Nature’s witching wand

Overlook

her face

beyond her maquillage
I listen
thru refrains of seasons
to her voices

an unfetter’d choir
ever-blending
ever-evolving

everlasting
I hope
at least
till my next call

Happy Mothers’ Day

from thy wombs
spring forth all futures

and those of kindly souls
thy past shall be eternal

Outside

old stomping grounds
of our forebears
ere cement supplant’d forests
ere the wind became trite

no wonder
our instincts
not born of fables

so for now
with even more acute
eyes and ears
will we savor these ventures

Floral Telepathy

                                           look at me

                                           let thy sight
                                           slowly fade into thought

                                          contemplate
                                          where you’ve never been

                                          inside my kingdom

                                          you the sentient

                                         the pupil
                                         of the live inanimate

                                         and graduate
                                         to savor my essentia

After the Rain

                                           one Morn cherish’d I
                                           when Mother Earth
                                           step’d from her shower
                                           don’d her favorite robe
                                           and invit’d Half Moon
                                           to have breakfast
                                           with the Sun and Me

Hereafter

pray
rise and shine
O favorable Sun

to warm our hearts
and ope thy clouds
with splendent rain

to awaken dreams
of such Friendhood
of Love
of Harmony

that we might ne’er know
thy dusk