saudade to unlived life

The universe became a dream
a snowflake formed of galaxies
drifted in light-less cold, it beams
a candle flickered, it breathes 
of an Eternal Wind

and, upon it all

I drape this meager reach of life
from an immortal perch of thought
and build a mountain of faith
to stand above the curved mold of time
Seeing places I can never be, bound as all, we
have created chains from the will to be free.

Anchored in mire of other men's greed
seduced by banal fantasies of need, we lie
upon a wilted meadow
Watch carefree birds and chameleon clouds fly
as we quick descent to dust of dusty stars.
Only the mind is free to be as wont, only the will
is able to chart the untraveled parts of human journeys.
There is a creeping door, that closes more upon
each breath, life's brief flame, and we
the brittle filament and feel this moment
a saudade to the unlived life,
a deeply-missed could have been, we place
into a daily grave

steam ...

Lost in a thought- I'd borrowed
from her lips and eyes
and the mist from the tea
fills all I can see, a surround
and bound all presents

I drift into a moment before a kiss...
melting away, all the bustle
words they say sift through
a prism, and you are the anchor
upon this  softly rolling sea,
as mists, simply mystify....until

the room rises from fog
walls remove  sky, solidify
faces say who and why
skin tones reply  to my searching eyes
and I can only wish this momentary bliss
to stay...just this way

morning light

Red flame hooves
lead across the eastern sky
cloud and sunrise engage in a race to light
Yet dim, the sky yields slowly in this kingdom-
a dark-framed fury

Swept by night winds, awaiting early eyes
a thrill of spilled sun fire on the paling canvas of dawn
and in the blinks that separate the long view
I imagine vaunt chariots
riders and the rains of thundered earth;
they pretend across the bend of a new day
such an ancient glory

9/11...2014

Clarity comes in eye-blinks
peeling away what is seen to find meaning,
and so in a day of sunshine inviting carefree play
as summer lingered past the calendar's call

things began to fall from the sky
odd things, lives in capsules that we can only keep
sleep disturbing even now, clarity and blinks
when the unimaginable does not permit
a turning away

Years come unto a decade and more
and the raw moment recedes, but only until
that pristine day returns and we yearn
to undo time, banish a moment from reality

We cannot forget, just as we cannot endure;
we take the deep bitterness, and gain resolve
to live better, love more, hold on to happiness.

We revere the missing...the raw spots
that cannot fade, the ache that wounded hearts use
to go from then to now...and tomorrow

moon ascending

Into the night,
up into the bright, glowing face
golden moon ascending
rising from jealous trees
that keep you from me and give
faint stars-remnants of even greater age-
a dim and temporary stage.

I feign surprise, that so many wiser men
have said this too, it is something
in you,  a trust, a sensed confidence...
a wish to share that impels thought-laden breath
to bare wit and heart

If only I could keep one petal
of this bright flower near, vagrant
darkness would disappear;
I would finally hear the magic
in sounds of moonlit notes, and fallen
crystal spines of life

moon...

golden piece of moon...
faded storms conspire

a dance of restless clouds

calm holds, as I imagine
the rest of her

          ~

night unto day
elusive age of peace 

only the moon has seen

a sliver of a blue world
reflection of love 

            ~


clouds of gathered prayer
shed golden rays of  moon

rains of hope grow to flood

pulling tides of fertile earth
and seeds of peace