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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

Pu

Kahuna’s pure chords
Heaven’s break of Day invok’d
so smiles Melia

(Back from 1 month Staycation with best friend from Australia.  Relinquishing the heavy party favors for normalcy.  Peace, everyone.)

 

 

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

always Today

                               should Tomorrow waylay thee
                               with whispers from my Heart
                               ‘tis but an Echo
                               adrift upon our mystic orb
                               from Night’s other side
                               ne’er to be lost

point of view

                                           Heaven’s reflection
                                           examining creation
                                           through different light

rest area

                                    break from the flight path
                                    life’s wingers on life’s petals
                                    then… a hop away

Eclipse Siam

                                    o’er Lavapura
                                    sips Rahu a cup of mortality
                                    under eyes of Sun and Moon
                                    to ears of Vishnu—
                                    tho’ behead’d guilty demon
                                    his jaws still immortal chase
                                    and feed upon the tattlers—
                                    soon escapees from his fangs
                                    hamper’d slowly in their wake
                                    till their slip off Maha’s doorstep
                                    renders the full smile
                                    of Day