Circles of life
Glade of greenery
Life, death, cycles unchanging
Desert of dark gold
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Circles of life
Glade of greenery
Life, death, cycles unchanging
Desert of dark gold
Moving
To move on this day
living; from past to future
How much me, shall stay?
Hidden
How lost within care ~
we dare not lay ourselves bare ~
oh, we have become
O
One oscillating ~
orbiting orb, once over ~
obscured obscene oaths
Stars in the night sky
Tumbling downward ~
I finally cease; take breath, ~
look up and behold.
To be a tree
Grain, stain and inhale
Living pillars search for clouds
Felled, shaped; no more rain
Smoking my Pipe
Ashes to ashes ~ Burned to black and grey; glowing ~ they lived for one day
Library
I could feast upon ~ those many worlds, that spin still ~ Can't visit them all
Recording with-out
It is written large ~
In night-black blood, sacrificed ~
Upon snowy page.
A day
Letters, words flow and jolt ~ In and out of conciousness ~ On poetry day
Prevailing wind
Roaring west wind blows ~ Salt, moisture and mountain slate ~ Hurled east; past is back
What's important
Love is all you need ~ Yet I spend my time weeding ~ Bemoaning my lack
See the sea
A high tide of time ~
Welcome life giving water ~
Or fear sinking down
Family and friends
Late nights and soul flights~ A sip and slurp between talk~ And stars wheel above
Out of the mouth of babes
Let’s buy a good book ~
Because cakes don’t last forever ~
and tales never die
Vulnerability
Strum those fleshy strings~ Beat that chamber of secrets ~ Sing the inside; out
Above and below our sight
Stacks, pots, place and grates ~ moss and lichen like wallpaper ~ ash and soot left cold