By the shallow stream
of shaded stones
sit two friends
who is one in one's mind
where the darker
are darker than the brighter
the brighter
brighter than the darker
handful of the assorted
more assorted than what are not
Then the game shall begin
One has the darker move ashore
One has the brighter join the stream
One cannot though
be more elaborate
than the other
whose dream one dwells
One wins over
a loser imagined
who triumphs
in a reign transverse
One left
who are two players
dreaming
and dreamt about.
9/3/17 Boca
Sunday, September 3, 2017
Saturday, April 22, 2017
Birth of a Dark Flower
Thoughts ornament
the sphere of waves
no longer standing
its own weight
Momentum of the fall
falls on momentum
down the crumbled
leaning on the dust
Eye of a pin
settles below
prairie of storm
the newly born
left the incomplete
Dark petals
scatter abroad
a heaven inverse
never again
seen
Young roots
inhale the depth of
a battered dawn.
4/22/2017, Boca
the sphere of waves
no longer standing
its own weight
Momentum of the fall
falls on momentum
down the crumbled
leaning on the dust
Eye of a pin
settles below
prairie of storm
the newly born
left the incomplete
Dark petals
scatter abroad
a heaven inverse
never again
seen
Young roots
inhale the depth of
a battered dawn.
4/22/2017, Boca
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
Time
She sits and contemplates
on eternity
With an enveloped teabag
Lukewarm
In another enveloped world
on eternity
With an enveloped teabag
Lukewarm
In another enveloped world
Her mirror binds her
The shadow courts her
The web of cues
Plunged into the spindle
A puncture
Awakens time
The shadow courts her
The web of cues
Plunged into the spindle
A puncture
Awakens time
She sits and contemplates
She sits.
She sits.
1/25/2017