Tag Archives: life

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