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togetherness
hands
eyes
thoughts
in courtship
sensing
no one
nothing
nowhere but here
now this is dancing
dreamverse 1
the card deck
of my footprints
shuffl’d
cut
reshuffl’d
dealt
to the many myselves
till I’m awaken as one
to a fading memory
of those last hands
sometimes
a struggle
to a complete fold
rock star
hero
on a cd houseboat
sometimes anchor’d
sometimes ploughing video streams—
hypnotizing eyes and ears
at the dinner table
where guests not only share
but also digest as a solitary one
with appetite fully satisfy’d
while never full enough
Nessie of Anaaski
relative or hoax
of Columba’s miracle?
more tricks on our eyes?
Themis
some might see
should want to see
a Yesterday
as She did today
a pebble lighting
upon a sleeping pond
a ripple wading
to the shores
of reason
of marvelment
of sav’d optimism
songs of fair skies
of fresh faces of love
for her own Tomorrow
Love’s Legacy
have always been our spirits
as fancies my heart?
were then We there
at first season’s weaning
when yawn’d and stretch’d a microstar?
night with day to grace
and serenade glacial clouds
whose joy wept over thalassic plains
and bless’d loftiest peaks with child
from Eden
to her tributaries
to now?
so shall We be
though Time be drown’d
in Her foreverness
“Marco!”… “Polo!” said the Hippos
though they define us—
minor gray matter
no forefinger-to-thumb
evolv’d instinct
some of us—
feel we not…something?
even delight in family frolic?
aspiration
in my palm
Star of Dayspring
no, a universe
in itself
th’ offspring of aeons
such wonder
such beauty
to hold and behold
pray, forever and a day
rock in Borrego
in all tongues
speaks this Mountain
despite her sure muteness—
and all eyes listen
to her beauty
to her majesty
o’er Lower Heaven
o’er Earth in Bloom
change
outside my window
Nature’s shedding her cocoon—
metamorphosis
opportunist
adept leaps and climbs
make everywhere my perch
while blanks turn to smiles
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
