2014

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And as I sit on Browning foliage Neath a tall oak in the woods of our home As I stare through waving sun-dappled leaves And embrace,...

I think every ground I've stepped on Has been holy. Every snapshot: An afternoon on the couch, With a tender arm around my shoulder, A...

And as summer fades From pink to a gentle grey Truths loom into clarity Like a face rising to the surface of the sea - Those who are...

Sometimes I wake up With my hand over my heart Searching for the beat.

The trees feed me And I feed the trees - At the root of existence We are the same. We are both dug in, Both so easily uprooted. We are...

Cement walls Steel siding Arching necks, Foreign. Steel, cement gray Walking fast toward something unseen Green in your pocket Blue in...

Grasping at the eclipsed ring around the moon Nothing but the shadow of something real Unfocussed eyes Staring at the swimming shifting...

Gazing out over fields Of waving stalks of grass And dancing flower fuzz Flitting, floating Drifting through May's soft breath I think -...

My eyes part slowly And, blearily, I gaze out the window Which opens to the sprawling yard Of oaks and cut wood and quiet breezes. All...

Oh sentient life So quick to rise and fall To grow and die Oh fragile heart Why are you So quick to break And ache Oh quiet lover So...