60’s
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Category Archives: Poetry
Blind Love
though my eyes never born
when the rain from thy words
laps upon me
the scent of thy voice
strokes my imagination
with the spectrum of darkness
that be thy peerless shadow
and I am awash with Light
Happy Mothers’ Day
from thy wombs
spring forth all futures
and those of kindly souls
thy past shall be eternal
Tripper
mini vacation
knowledge for one’s enjoyment
with laid-back wonder
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
Remembering Normal
at holy james’ downtown bay
‘twas someone’s future—
a future after their time—
way after
boats anchor’d—
shores of point loma—
united landing at refurbish’d airport—
solar turbines—
star of india—
anthony’s—
pac star cruises
seaweed stretching from shallows
to surface and nursing rocks
bordering harbor drive—
a curious pigeon bobbing for scraps
too hot to be jogging
unless you’re a jogger
Tomorrow’s not soon enough
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
PeaceKeeping
law and disorder
side by side influencing
Today’s pulsation
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
Today’s Aspiration
thru a rift in the fabric
of cold uncertainty
fly our deafen’d spirits
from the bugles of despair
towards that sparkle
in the spire of time
oh! to feel the warm voices
of angels
on the wings of a Miracle
Dyer Cloud
Sower of climate
in th’ ambiance
traversing the Bridge
‘twixt Reality and Fantasy
her love of color
mutating either side
to her swank appeal
to marveling eyes
New World 2
once organic— soon
biogenetically
modify’d planet?
Koi in Looking Glass
so many
Jewels of Power
streaming
in dancing shadows
of land and sky
but only one
Dragon of Good Fortune
rising
where rainbows prism peaks
of clashing cascades
