Come on,
You already know.
Just go.
What’s out there?
Come on,
You already know.
Just go.
Category: Canis Lupus
Down
Fall reigns
And
Fall rains
down bronzen showers
at night,
And daytime too.
The quiet
is not so quiet.
Change is….
Yes,
Change is.
Hello Winter.
Hello something,
Else?
Strength
Walking softly
in a forest
of sharp.
Walking softly walking
softly.
Prodded
Poked
Pulled and
popped,
You keep walking,
softly.
When will they stop?
When will it stop?
When will I grow?
Or will I not?
When-
wait,
Is that the sea?
Interim
Neither here nor there
I am here
Here.
with the Hoff.
What better time to contemplate the crossroads
When sailing through this
Ether.
MY heart SCREAMS
In perfect harmony
With
Why won’t I listen?
Why won’t I try?
To fly
Is too much.
But
Would I die?
No,
Nyot yet.
Nyot yet.
Not ever
While I can still hear
The sweet symphony
Sailor who has never been to sea
Two steps sideways,
One forward…
Clickety-Click
Clackety-Click-
Staccato steps
propel him
this way and that.
A smart double breast
and Chinos to die for.
A carefully trimmed
grizzled beard
graces an impotently roguish face.
Memories of deeds never experienced
comfort the tipsy old man on his walk home.
Going
Teeth are itchy
Like the pre trip jitters
But this time
I will physically move
To another land
Not just in my head
Heart racing
Or did it just stop?
No, it only skipped two beats-
That’s all
I’m going
I’m going
I’m going
For the beauty of
Return.
Come
Back
Come
Back
Again
Little bits of Perfect
millions of pieces of perfection
crunch under my boot.
straining the forced monotonous quiet.
a brief chirping erupts, but she remembers her place
and the muffled silence returns.
Perfect.
Stagnant.
Winter.
Running
run from the calm.
run from the sea-
the gentle, rolling, and wild tumbling of the mighty sea…
when you run from these my dear,
you run from me.
Blast that bass
and fire that beam
eve, stillness,
begone!
man stomps here,
noisefully.
man treads here,
fearfully.
Child,
do not fear me.
Love,
do not run from me.
I am here,
to be adored.
I am here,
quietly,
I am here
like you.
Moon II
A bright night sky,
piercing in its clarity,
disrupted by the haziness of dawn.
all the knowledge garnered under the nurturing winter moon-
to be lost to the vainglory of the sun.
at one moment,
one precious moment
night and day-
sun and moon-
Apollo and Dionysus
reach accord.
the effect:
beauty
balance
perfection….
then the moment passes….
life moves on
intrepidly, &
happily.
Moon
Big and Full,
a yellow Moon.
She Shines Powerfully
faint.
lighting the entire sky,
gently.
Her soft reflection off fish-scale waves
escorts a lonely tug on her way home.
Good Night.
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