my 32nd love poem

Of all the souls around us
the rivers know us best
some hold us in heart slow depths
and the moments that hold us
keep us like silt and unseen darkness

The flight of heady waters
remake our joy, when breath and frolic
decorate lips; the gentle kiss
of life, in smiles that begin somewhere within

When we are like the river
a purpose unto self
wrapped in our own arms of love
and welcoming to destined travelers.

You are filled by that knowing flow,
It crowds shorelines of your voice,
beats like distant drums of the heart
and glows like Moon upon water
a spell of many diamonds
as much as you can hold...
cup your hand and caress the skin,
lift palm wine for the world

autumn hokku

on sharp stones
watching a snake shed skin...
we grow

autumn alchemy
the library's stone lions
become gold

river gazing...
a golden leaf becomes
my new canoe

morning chill...
an old red sweater
remembers me

autumn sunrise...
now the sun enters the house
through the lower panes

last of summer (hokku)

 

this book
read or not its pages turn...
waxing moon

 

summer heat... 

deep-winter wishes
drip from my brow

 

rolling thunder...

the lingering after thoughts

of sudden fire

 

summer's end
gull-winged shapes of hearts...
slowly drift on air

night scents...

my thoughts drift into

the edge of a rose

haiku, hokku yugen

 (haiku)
faithful time...
the shepherd that keeps
every lamb

(haiku)
like summer moons-
another's light makes us
more beautiful

(haiku)
the soldier's graveyard...
falling leaves cannot cover
so many wars

(hokku)
river at dusk...
a single plume lights the way
to the sea

(hokku)
shooting star...
joined with the night
once again


 (hokku)

across my yard
pouring silver drops ...
a chalice  moon