Tag Archives: Art

Night Wand

under a slender moon
waver our dim shadows
till goes breathless
the dark wind
our souls conjoining
to doting sharp silhouette

Still Life

what sees the Loveseat

portrait of our memories

ever maturing

Maiden Voyage

celestial Pollen

blown from deepest Nothingness

to birth Everything

Figment on a Thread

I keep returning here
from another dream
knowing what’s
around every next corner
behind every next doorway
beneath every next footstep

but then the haze be sever’d
without tocsin
bleeds out the vision
evaporates its memory

till outside my sleep
a spark in distant time
bethinks that same place
where I’ve never been

or have I?
sometime else?

Boarding Passes

Taking some time off to fly back east.  First, to finally perform a long-awaited veteran’s memorial service for my brother-in-law.  Then to get together with family and friends– some of whom  (because of our distant addresses) we’ve kept in touch with but haven’t seen in years.  Be safe, fellow bloggers.  And have a wonderful summer.   Peace.

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