Hemp rope, bind
the chafing-tether,
tight to the stem,
and other-ended,
snugly wrist-wound,
make the scar tissue
crack and bleed,
regardless of whether
each move was gentle
or as light as a feather. Continue reading “The Anguish Cup”
The Lingering Dust
Delicate blessings,
borne by gentle winds,
spiral, twist, and alight
‘midst rustling oak tresses,
as Autumn’s kiss sinks in. Continue reading “The Lingering Dust”
Bedtime for the Babe
The ever-bratty babe,
young kid-sister, Summer,
howled and stamped her feet,
furiously and red-cheeked,
at the scalding indignity
of Autumn’s timely arrival,
finally and carried lightly
by such a soothing breeze. Continue reading “Bedtime for the Babe”
Peace in the Light
The sun warms our cheeks
and the trees bend to the breeze.
Old sun warms our cheeks
…peace in the light. Continue reading “Peace in the Light”
Broken Black Light
Her whispered love
is like dynamite. Continue reading “Broken Black Light”
The Good Captain
He hammered rivets
into the hull
of the ol’
Edmund Fitzgerald. Continue reading “The Good Captain”
Pits and Canyons
Begin your life,
bundles and sheafs,
thumbtacks and tape,
carefully leave
each picture, placed,
level, straight, spaced,
accordingly. Continue reading “Pits and Canyons”
Like Stone
I feel so heavy,
like stone or lead. Continue reading “Like Stone”
Whole and New
Push back the brambles,
and onward I ramble
to a place where I might
grow, whole and new. Continue reading “Whole and New”
Mark Me
I am
soon to become
an old Fey
of the woods, Continue reading “Mark Me”
Hopeless Seas
Carried away by hopeless seas,
uncharted depths of the deep,
crisp and blue, surface sweeps,
she, the wind whips the mist free. Continue reading “Hopeless Seas”
The Wake at Unicoi
At the wake on Unicoi,
out poured our worth,
once there,
we pushed and pulled,
and tore out holes,
by the fistful,
in that rocky
Appalachian
earth. Continue reading “The Wake at Unicoi”