For for Mary Leary The cracked world strangely abstract Flowers panic in the window box Crows eat the petals of mourning Unpeaceful Xanax morning, I should meditate, but this is fine Poetry calms the storms of afternoon until A gathering of friends SOMA Heads looking for a fix in my room Invisible bandito on the […]
These beasts snapping from all sides just before they ate me alive I sang a tune they fell asleep then dead except for one hatched in my head. I’ll tame it at home– but where is my staff of light where is the map I had in my sack– lost. I like Of Monsters & […]
You have only to watch white clouds charging a moonlit sky To know everything is change Nothing is the same from moment to moment Nothing exists as we think or feel but for a moment And not as we feel or think There is no stasis in darkness, not an instant, everything is motion In […]
Fishing at the river, some boys jump in Swim across and back so quickly It makes my head spin. Were I as trim and lean as them I’d join in– I did when I was that age Set down my rod Shed my clothes Took to any lake or stream Swam my sweaty body clean […]
Hell is an island In an endless sea. The sea is myself, The I-land is me.
After all, as you lie in my arms knowing all needing nothing but what is, the earth rolling away from the sun Thunder rolling in the distance Can you hear the thunder of death, my dear? Yes, I hear it and more, I hear a sound Not everyone can hear, I feel an energy not everyone […]
The splash of water on rocks at the high end vibrations move, ripple the surface but not the sweet calm a center of lotus and lily pads like a quiet deep of sea — But water arrives by many ways to be a pond: fed by mountain-top rain seeping to a circle of stone where […]