FALLING AWAY

words I know falling on me from clouds and infinity skies like blizzards of fire or moonlit letters of shadowed memories flowing down reminding, slipping within morning and evening buried in the breath under every sun and moon recalling the moments never to return

IT IS THE END

night, a silent voice   eyes fold satin smooth   chances and memories walk across thoughts to the other side   destiny and legacy hold the cards   as impatience opens another door into a large room of what was lost with a small box of what was found            

ALL ROADS

all roads lead from me,   long spaces for nights blessings and mornings light as new beginnings stir the senses into full blossomed roads, where no choice is wrong,   full of miles, waysides and memories

SWITCHING OVER

the ocean is in eventide   the pausing of waters before obeying the change   ghosts of twilight hide within its stillness as a deep and distant rumbling stirs the edges of all horizons   splintered clouds inspect the madness unfolding below   where waters tempt the brave and foolish  

WORDS AND WIND

It’s the perfect part   the best of day   innocence unafraid and promises of gold   I hear words in the wind   inviting clouds form as the earth spins beneath me   memories never expected to melt away remain safe   still full of breath    

LOST

The desert   a roar of silence   bland colors crooked shapes life absent   an innocent appearance   tempting footsteps and greedy eyes to wander like dust   random inspecting overturning a stone   looking back or was it there it all looks the same   no water no shade   lost    

OFFERINGS

She is an open field   a spirit cloud of linen   a breath between waiting   the shades of trial and error   a host of tumbling thoughts   her prayers offered without answers   hidden in rhymes and verse   she falls into waiting arms like a fear captured    

UPSTREAM

There’s no bottom to the city   treeless empty lots   broken stone trash and puddles where buildings were planned to reach the moon and stars   sidewalk people swim upstream in both directions without order searching for a place   sirens help or prevent   subways rattle breathing heavy stoic faces anxious hands

ANOTHER STEP

Removing the coat of protection   the curtain once important   breaking away from the person within   where the dust of youth is a repeating song   while pushing out the voices of ghosts and shadows