the weather today is like a desert
with a breeze so soft it cuts through
nothing at all, circumventing the outline of
leaves and blurring shadows
it is like your laugh
allowing me into a moment of clarity
09/23/2021, for bryan
passing blurred trees
on a phone line hangs a branch
completely disconnected
above a pink sun
held up
like a necklace
its leaves reaching downward
and below
a hissing in the wind
summer in the winter
it bridges the past and the present
proving to you
that life is sweet because you remember it
like a puzzle piece fitting
like loving something to pieces
and in the feeling of being reminded,
like this and like the edge of everything,
a person becomes transparent
like the foliage of passing trees.
09/2022
it must have been the weather that day
like a leaf caught in cement
the owl feather in the distance
in blades of grass
and as an instant
forever
asleep to the sound of cicadas
rain of floods
and cool of rain
the sun cannot refrain
from casting light through the leaves
so that we can espy a shape and miss it
we will eventually walk away from everything
like a glimmer caught passing through rain
the blank spots in our memory look out into
our understanding
a moment that makes us unaware of all things
luring like the flight path of birds
we are turned by light
lightning strikes today on a distant shore
and the leaves turn upwards towards the sun
like our soul flees
at times
easier
at times
permutations
mean life is meant to be blurred
forgotten
remembered incorrectly
felt specifically
through You
like song birds that sound familiar
relentless
sound, an ability
some abilities are only given to certain
creatures
like the ability to shed feathers
and leave them behind
in the desert we have no trees
in the soul, too
we have nothing
we really want to,
but we might not for some time
be
found
09/2023
blue robins egg pebbles over sandstone gravel
mined where short white grass breathes
like a white cast over earth
or a blue light in winter
the difference between the warmth and coolness
of the sun’s light
curls, gilded softly
like the colors of a
damp
thin
leaf
thank You for the ability to see
things
wrong
and
to go missing
in feeling before you know
to find
in unknowing
to live long enough
to see shadows
move across land
and to forget light
where you first felt it
nature working timelessly
circle of the world
waiting around wondering when I'll see you again,
I close my eyes
and there you are
06/2024
tireless time, I try
to live in the summer
when
I look out west past mountains
and remember You
as clouds emerge
a net of birds ripples through the sky
like a gift of light
on steadying waters
and water accepts this gift
a testament to that which is only known in the heart
a tutelary spirit that doesn’t let go
even in silence
even in the darkness
we turn with the song being sung
Earth is modest
but showers will leave behind a new image of it
I forget myself in these shadows of rain
a memory of perfection
like blue water and burnt leaves
we are dissolved in light
09/2024
the weather today is like a desert
with a breeze so soft it cuts through
nothing at all, circumventing the outline of
leaves and blurring shadows
it is like your laugh
allowing me into a moment of clarity
09/23/2021, for bryan
passing blurred trees
on a phone line hangs a branch
completely disconnected
above a pink sun
held up
like a necklace
its leaves reaching downward
and below
a hissing in the wind
summer in the winter
it bridges the past and the present
proving to you
that life is sweet because you remember it
like a puzzle piece fitting
like loving something to pieces
and in the feeling of being reminded,
like this and like the edge of everything,
a person becomes transparent
like the foliage of passing trees.
09/2022
it must have been the weather that day
like a leaf caught in cement
the owl feather in the distance
in blades of grass
and as an instant
forever
asleep to the sound of cicadas
rain of floods
and cool of rain
the sun cannot refrain
from casting light through the leaves
so that we can espy a shape and miss it
we will eventually walk away from everything
like a glimmer caught passing through rain
the blank spots in our memory look out into
our understanding
a moment that makes us unaware of all things
luring like the flight path of birds
we are turned by light
lightning strikes today on a distant shore
and the leaves turn upwards towards the sun
like our soul flees
at times
easier
at times
permutations
mean life is meant to be blurred
forgotten
remembered incorrectly
felt specifically
through You
like song birds that sound familiar
relentless
sound, an ability
some abilities are only given to certain
creatures
like the ability to shed feathers
and leave them behind
in the desert we have no trees
in the soul, too
we have nothing
we really want to,
but we might not for some time
be
found
09/2023
blue robins egg pebbles over sandstone gravel
mined where short white grass breathes
like a white cast over earth
or a blue light in winter
the difference between the warmth and coolness
of the sun’s light
curls, gilded softly
like the colors of a
damp
thin
leaf
thank You for the ability to see
things
wrong
and
to go missing
in feeling before you know
to find
in unknowing
to live long enough
to see shadows
move across land
and to forget light
where you first felt it
nature working timelessly
circle of the world
waiting around wondering when I'll see you again,
I close my eyes
and there you are
06/2024
tireless time, I try
to live in the summer
when
I look out west past mountains
and remember You
as clouds emerge
a net of birds ripples through the sky
like a gift of light
on steadying waters
and water accepts this gift
a testament to that which is only known in the heart
a tutelary spirit that doesn’t let go
even in silence
even in the darkness
we turn with the song being sung
Earth is modest
but showers will leave behind a new image of it
I forget myself in these shadows of rain
a memory of perfection
like blue water and burnt leaves
we are dissolved in light
09/2024