please to wide wind blowing
now if the sky can hear me
cover my fear with sorrowed stars
and let the winter near me
please with the skin of patience
now when the happy fails me
bring to the bench a new-made mead
for all the dark
that ails me
pleiades (4)
the bright stars shine through
the window above your bookshelf
where you once kept us
vivid as a winter sky
or a lost diary page
To share is human:
pleiades (3)
sometimes just one kiss
stretches into the heavens
and warms the old soul
lost among daily worries
dreaming of a distant home
To share is human:
pleiades (2)
she among sisters
married too young and hopeful
carried across time
to where she doubled backwards
losing and gaining childhood
To share is human:
pleiades (1)
beneath that winter
we the sky children galloped
panting in rhythm
moisture clinging to sweatshirts
all without self-consciousness
To share is human:
the embrace of chaos
once i reached for the burn in bottles
the burn that blurs and deadens pain
on dirty couches with fragrant strangers
waking to the ache of pulsing temples
once traveled twice worn
the stretch of the road by cheap hotels
with women who knew the embrace of chaos
the orphic rites the ancient hatreds
turned into a sensual blaze before
the inevitable coming of all the blood
that rises in anger at the futile way
we try to leave things better
but only end up
leaving
things
To share is human:
Maybe A Middle Way
Not all of us can do a flip
Not all of us can juggle
There need not be a fight, although
There always is a struggle
For if we'd see in different ways
We must get off the bus
That shows us only the same views
That reinforce our "us"
The high sun burns us all the same,
The winter cold all stings --
The common ground's outside our walls
And made of
Common
Things
To share is human:
A Fingerpainted Moment
She asked me to come see her.
We walked beside the bay,
An omnipresent sky above
A fingerpainted day --
She asked me not to leave her.
I said I had to go,
For the sun goes down on everything
We'll ever feel
Or know
