stalwart roots
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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
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
endanger’d species
th’ ancients spoke of life
outside the cave—
when sounds were emit’d
from lips
till lips became fingertips
and fingertips thoughts—
when emojis became the light
in darkness
and darkness made us fear the light—
while under the eyes
of night and day
were creatures on the loose
not so intelligent
but somehow more content
within that breath of fresh air—
no longer ours
Life Finds a Way
our footsteps—
thoughts in a fog
of ice and flame
thrashing land’s breath—
creating new seed
from featherless ashes—
new tributaries of thirsty veins
rousing Terra—
rescuing her from her dark dream
of compost and mulch
to fructify a new tomorrow
Fresh as a Rose
how refreshing
those times when the world
offroads thru another prism door
to refract a breath of newness
engendering feelings
a child sometimes feels—
and for that twinkling
I am a kid again
Gaia
with each breath
blows
a spectrum of Life—
her nose and cheek
powder’d
with another day—
while at night
a rainbow of grays
arise
from sleepless dreams
Symmetry Stopover
where two worlds
to her be but one
bridges their embrace
to new mix’d bags
of adventure
Bartender
Magician
with a Hat full of Spirits—
th’ Eyes and Ears
of th’ Ups and Downs
either from man’s Heart
or from tilapia’s Tongue—
He is the Memory of the Day
till even beyond Last Call
home schooling
Mom’s experience
must be follow’d faithfully
her years to succeed
pelagic trance
Terra’s chest rising
breath wafting sea-worthy sails
o’er feet and fancy
rest area
break from the flight path
life’s wingers on life’s petals
then… a hop away
blind dreams
all beyond this flesh of breath
do gaze
and invade
thy fleece
thy savor
thy redolence
thy song
inspiring pillow’d imagination
with trepidation
with amenity
within night eternal
floating mall
wife
mother
homemaker
in sunshine and monsoon
be my boat my treasure stall
of rambutan and dragon fruit
of noodles and khanom krok
for fellow and foreign landers
in the Basin of Chao Phraya
