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unicorn eclipse
among Heaven’s eyes
might a Child see a Pony
whose Horn hears his Wish
cradlesong
hearken!
again that lullaby—
and that voice—
of my other Mother—
her tune
stroking my spirit—
pacifying the preyer
within me
stalwart roots
of life a spectrum
in the gray of lifeless stone
somehow finds a way
bug’s eye view
for but a moment
he pauses
Darning Needle
his realm to survey
to muse over the marvel
enfolding his senses
till arouses his wings
and the real dragon
within himself
Ghost with Child
yesterday
lightly keen’d the heavens
that today
into fresh gardenscapes a breath
might empower hallow’d Mother
her Newborn-To-Be to bequeath
with the gift of wondrous Spirit
saber dance
though I parry and thrust
against spirits of the surface sky
for now
more than my rehearsal
against latent evil
I am imbued in peace
in Nature’s harmony
Merry Christmas, Everyone!
lens watch
camera ensnares
another face in the crowd
to wax database
thoughts in hand
Us
within a carousel
of swimmers and joggers
of low surf castle builders
of gulls and lost kelp
of sky and sand and ocean
and of all their speeches—
even then
sometimes
it’s just Us
Three Sisters
a tribe of Goblins
born from lovers Rain and Wind
consum’d by Silence
Time
from fertile Emptiness and Nowhere
springs forth Fire’s umbilical cord
and the joyful cries
of a fascinating Jewel
compos’d of
More than Everything
Pu
Kahuna’s pure chords
Heaven’s break of Day invok’d
so smiles Melia
(Back from 1 month Staycation with best friend from Australia. Relinquishing the heavy party favors for normalcy. Peace, everyone.)
shades
be there mystery
behind curtains of dark glass?
I see all of You
