Lynx Lake, Prescott, AZ
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Collision of Thoughts (03/24)
‘twas not always a part
of this infrequent dream
where land and sky rendezvous’d
in quiet harmony
but now a distant gap
has been arcanely occupy’d
with another mystery to engage
this already megafusion of senses
what else might be there
on some return trip?
Debutante
belly of ballet slippers
sine waves o’er th’ ideal leaf
her dinner and bed to make
tireless pirouettes
to a song of the morrow
her rebirth womb to spin
for now, her mother she is
trading belly flesh for flight
till tears the fabric of her egg
flutter… flutter…
powdery limbs to th’ ocean above ground
to jitterbug among the flowers
and even find love
and with love
sometimes give birth these milkweeds
to babies
that crawl
and spin
to bid farewell
to be welcom’d
…as she
Senior Citizen
no longer holds this frame
the sinew of my youth
flying amidst the trees
hunting with patient stealth
sentrying the lands of my castle
still now I share
the bed of Mom and Dad’s laps
the dregs in their yogurt cups
and above all—their love
th’ elat’d blessings of Our home
Dream III
splash’d was my mind
with a whisper
of hue on furlough
of age forgotten
of entities that never were
and when my eyes
yawn’d and left their pillow
strain’d I my intellect
only to remember none of it
and still but a partial play
in a future slumber
Rock
some—
see but a fallen angel
a mistake
broken from the flesh of a cliffside
a peril potential to passers unfortunate—
onward traverse these o’er beaten paths
others—
feel the result of Nature’s chisel
as an abstract
or a weather’d ancient ruin
or any infinites
of provokers of imagination—
recess these with bottl’d water and cameras
and cerebral conversation
Privy Lamp Post
where late evenings
awaken
the shadows
reflections
and whispering silence
of her night life
Hiker’s Guerdon
watch displays
so many steps
so many miles
a mature pulse
and calories burn’d
but the sweat
and heave of breath
be ignor’d
by destination’s view
(photo courtesy of my nephew Joe)
loujen haxm'Yor 