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Impending Reckoning

Impending Reckoning   As I drive past the once lush landscape still smoldering… An eerie silence fills the air, and I am again reminded that our grasp on control is tenuous at best.   The earth lives, breathes, and she’s angry… at our continual assaults on the plentitude she affords us.   Like a loving parent, stern, but kind, she sends urgent, painful warnings that our behavior needs to change.   Like the willful, stubborn children we are, we fail to listen…instead we push and exceed her boundaries with record speed. There are even those among us who in the pursuit of money and power,...

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Twilight And Other Mysteries

 Red globe floating Outside my bedroom window Just tonight  Across a field Not far away I watched with  delight Floated I swear it did  As if to say Come out and play Floating floating far away  And then back the other way Closer to the ground  As it returned  To where it had begun At times into the air it would jump Soaring far away Leaving the ground behind And then stopping Grabbed by some unknown force Back down it came In the dimming light And then in a flicker I saw A giant paw Then two Jumping  paws out stretched Mouth opened to snag...

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In The Wee Small Hours

The minutes tick by But I don’t believe The hands of the clock Have moved at all The night is still The fire is banked Even the house has Settled for the night The only thing that’s Missing now is you The phone rings Shattering the silence I know that ring tone And I know you Won’t be home tonight I wonder how You’ll feel When I don’t Pick up your call I find that really I don’t even care And by the way You’ll find your key No longer will unlock My door Your bags are packed And lying in the drive Along with...

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Disaster Poem in 3 Parts

1. this is the disaster I perceive this morning: the pain in my leg has kept me in bed long after my lover leaves for work this is my world, as it hurts this morning I go limping into the kitchen to finally eat two soft boiled eggs left for me by my lover, with coffee in the press next to them, but, I have overslept so, coffee has gone bad, eggs do not cooperate with peeling, the pain makes the frustration seem magnified   2. the reality of my disaster this morning: someone loves me enough to leave food even though I was depressing...

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My Name?

Neither water nor mountains could stand in its way, As it progressed, spreading outwards, each and every day It cast no shadow as it stealthily marched, Never pausing for breath as it steadily advanced   Confusion was its ultimate aim Playing a close and coveted game Made easy by most, As it was what they desired That anarchy and chaos made it wanton in all it conspired   Some few stood strong and on they did fight, Resisting against its terrible might The war was not even, Scattered they flew, To far distant corners to regroup And renew     But then lust laid its...

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Prep Time

Prep Time Today I thought of you… of precious moments in our now distant past. With warm fuzzy fondness I recall… two zombie like figures huddled in front of the heater, you with your egg drink, and me with my iced coffee, sometimes two blankets, sometimes one The sun commencing the hour oblivious to our objections. I miss that sweet, simple and tender connection… mother and child… fifteen to thirty minutes of nurturing, bonding, cuddling, before we had to be assaulted by our day.   (For Setsuna) Dani Heart  4/4/2013

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To The Beauty Of The Day

There were a score At least Of new birds in The chorus At the dawning Of the day The touch of The light clear air On my skin Intoxicates And revives me Flowers of Orangey gold With accent Blooms of Snowy white And deepest Purple Edge the Sidewalks The grass is a Green so brilliant That it almost Hurts the eye Laden with lush Pink and white Blossoms The magnolia Across the street Waves to me Am I not Beautiful She cries Doesn’t it Just break your Heart to See such beauty It’s the only Reason I exist And my soul Leaps with joy To...

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Journey

‘Was a child when I took off to meet an angel My only expectation was beauty beyond dreams Maybe a princess, or a lovely rapunzel That was all that I could find within me Disappointment came, though not so complete For my travel led me to an old lady Poor but kind, stern but sweet Fed me, as if I were her own baby. ‘Was young when I set off to meet a monster My only expectation was torture beyond dream A red horned demon, or a deadly prankster That was all that I could find within me Disappointment came, though not so complete For...

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Silver for the Kiss

the extension of the olive branch oils the bread as it is broken travails, o travails we have known until know the cup that is passed should not be given lest it be taken for granted or for greed among the clamoring masses that wallow in the aisles waiting for a lost redemption travails, o travails this is the Judas hour that has lasted for an epoch a time stretched out before us all as we are betrayed by our most beloved of all desires

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Ides

like Caesar before me, I move among the ruins much more cautiously during this time of year awaiting daggers at every step, feeling the change all about the world in cynical amazement   this tour of the life is all about the death squad that leaves its anonymous mark on the people left behind to mourn the lost & martyred souls as the Marxist reaction to the Imperial boot is the lonely garotte of murdered folks left here & there in scattered symbolism among the devastation of too many mouths to ever feed before we can get the chance to welcome so many more mouths...