Silver Plane

 

Trace your graceful arc in placid skies

Proscribe circumferences of space

and glide upon a single blade 

as ringing waves of sound

on smoothest rims 

of crystal glass 

will skate

 

Bold silver plane

askance in balance born of force

and tilting on the axis of all possible

You sail in a suspension of infinity and fault

 

Willful engines earn you audience in Nature’s court

who until in forced bravura all your fuel is spent

will support your vain display 

of false courtship

Swallow My Eyes

 

Swallow my eyes

into your wild blue worlds

of seas 

so deeply dreaming

 

and let me wake 

the drunken prayers 

that sleep 

in your sunken garden 

 

Kneel with me

at the sacred stairs 

of your ruined 

altars underwater

 

and free a tear

into Ocean’s love

as my soul 

dissolves in your truth

The New Moon

 

With softest step 

The new moon glides

Into silent space

Of deep winter's dark

 

Unseen but for sleepless watch of Time

And staring black orbs of forest deer 

 

In January’s gentle beckoning rest

The night exhales and quietly draws

 

Its heavy blanket 

Sliding across 

Forgetting eyes

And hearts unhealed 

Humilité

 

Tu qui respire le souffle des étoiles

Et en fait voler ton bateau à voiles

Je nage, mon cher, à tes pieds de rêves

Mon ȃme de maîtrise dans ce corps d’élève

Je t’offre ici comme une mouette au ciel

Qui pour te toucher a déplier ces ailes.

 

In This Silence

 

In this silence of a thousand miles

Of weapons hurled in hopeless wars 

Of reconciling words withheld

In hollow tones 

Of longing, loss

Now empty echoes in our heads

 

In this great distance of nothingness

Of arrowheads we can’t remove

We ache to heal

To feel to love

But poison paralyzing 

Flows yet in our blood

 

Into the night press on these words

Whose voice may never reach your mind

By way of moon’s eternal grace

Their quiet journey

Fraught with snares

Afixed by hands 

Of time

 

Yet in this silence of a thousand miles

As judgments passed now pass away

The heart begins to bathe its wounds

 

In the gentle rays

Of forgiveness

The Unsought Future

Unravel the openness 

Expanse of vague

Inconstancy

Strands of yearning

Dangle midair

And reach to infinity inviting

Mediocre response to 

Forces internal

Celebratory stages 

Their stories unheard

 

Unmasterful silence beheld

As sun and moon above

Eternally tangled sing of loss

 

The one of time the other love

 

Downward Birds

 

Sick with futures drown

the downward birds

Impending divers

poised to ends

in heaviness

upended

 

Vainglorious March

the fledgling drenches

 

Old clouds mock hard their kin

 

But prouder winds return the flock

aloft on softest songs of feather’s edge

The Space Where You Were

 

Deep in dark inner forests 

The silent heaviness always within

Invisible weight of emptiness

 

Sunrays and breezes cannot reach 

This place of vanishing light

All dissipates in densest shadow

 

Currents of time and life flow around

The imprint of destinies diverted-

Respecting the hidden shrine of hope

 

But on certain nights of quietude

Beams of white Moon’s gentle light

Unheard and softly as owl’s wings 

 

Slip past the sleeping tall black towers 

To meet with me in that soundless space

And bring to life love’s memory. 

Lumen

 

Bright morning cool. 

Clear light of true calm. 

Life breathes, renewal shines again. 

 

Faithful moon still high above 

Pale chalk on purest new blue. 

Pleased to share first light with powerful sun. 

 

Deer resting near trees. 

Golden light enveloping soft fur of gentle fawns