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cradlesong
hearken!
again that lullaby—
and that voice—
of my other Mother—
her tune
stroking my spirit—
pacifying the preyer
within me
lens watch
camera ensnares
another face in the crowd
to wax database
shades
be there mystery
behind curtains of dark glass?
I see all of You
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
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
hummingwell
galaxy
of complexions
of perfumes
serenade spellbinding
to taste
to memory
for rewelcomings
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
Encinada
Glass Slipper of Bahía de Todos Santos
A Smile below Guadalupe grape dancers
Innkeeper of commerce and cruise ships
Master Chef of fish tacos and enchiladas
Night Owl of cervezas and mariachis
Enchantress of shop-till-you-drop’ers
Cinderella of the Peaceful Sea
daily bread
mid morn—
kitchen window opens its eyes—
charming our nest into song frenzy—
front door reveals a friend
trying to mimic our chirp—
“Morning, pretty birds!”
our hearts beat past our wings
as wild seed fills our aerial bowl
and garnishes the feet of our tree—
“Enjoy, pretty birds!”
once again so good be life—
‘tis breakfast in Vale of Spring
time
no beginning
but a fountain of birth—
no end
but a final bed for mortality—
a sacred vault
for every memory
every spirit—
eternal hope
of rebirth
