homemade zen

first light

beige deer streak slices sleepy pasture and shatters hard tree line

suddenly, I am a child watching fireworks burst and dance

happy anxious guts become jellyfish at play

baptized in the moment

made new

 

 

 

noon haze

she laughs like the morning doves scatter

clouds sink into careless blue whispers

honest sunlight hurts my eyes

existence seems thin

 

 

 

afternoon song

cow birds harmonize with log truck motors

to the rhythm of raindrops and clock tics

blurted hums and snippets of organic color

I am just another planned note

in the mix down

 

 

even at evening

swallowed by the red-orange nimbus blaze

freefall skyward with no thought of landing

eyes wake from a concrete dream among stars

holy darkness seeps into my head

 

 

 

night sleeps

I cuddle with moonbeams in cool liquid winds

memories of flight swim my thought stream

a coo soft as satin sheds warmth on my neck

somewhere ice melts 

and I fade to precious

nothingness

 

 

 

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

I'd like to choose one of these fragments of time and say: This is my favourite... but how could I possibly prize one above the other? I'd love to carve your words above my door post so I could read them, with the coming and going of any day - and remember to live in each moment.
Thanks for this RG.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

gripping imagery from beginning to end~ engages all the senses~ pure soul stream poetry through human hands~ gorgeous~

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

ah so soft and lilting.. these phrases:

she laughs like the morning doves scatter
I cuddle with moonbeams in cool liquid winds

amazingly lovely.. a travel through a day of poetry..