Show Day!

The show of a thousand parts.
Still one little hump to go.
Hope it goes well....
Nice to have the entire space to myself.

...

sleep

 Peace

Petal

Shimmer

Water

Sparkle

You had a good walk today

The air was clean off the Atlantic

and your legs were strong

and your mind was filled

with thoughts of others

and thoughts of yourself

and what could be

Curl

Flicker

Slow

Rest

There is a deeper dreaming to do.

There are stars at the bottom of the ocean.

There are galaxies swimming above.

Stride as space through space.

And sleep

without boundaries

without demand to return 

Stride as space through space.

Eternal and calm.

The wave and the water are one.

And you are light, traveling,

light dancing

asparkle

as you have always been.

ice

What is it

- to be so cold and not feel it?

To be more alone than you ever have been

(no one can guess where you are)

- and to have no way of knowing it?

What is it

to be buried

in winter

to be ice

your bones:

 dry branches

fallen

by the riverbed

distance of time

The Old House

For awhile it seemed

I was always

walking up the middle of the road

at night, to the house

where friends and family had already arrived.

I pulled the battered green suitcase on its wheels behind me

and stopped

with the house

just a bit away

where friends and family had already arrived.

The canopies above in the night wind swayed

and brushed each other,

leaves on leaves.

The moon was there or it wasn't.

The road then was short 

to The Old House

and its light

where family and friends had already arrived.

psychadellic tree

The Alchemy of Luck

Things that are magic

are unstable.

The spirits live in the grass.

Their dances turn the trees copper.

Their singing embroiders the heart

with joy.

The stars can be moved from the sky

into a lucky hand

where fortune is gifted.

And life is golden.

For awhile. 

speed of time

Speed of Time

We should be able to understand by now.

It happens before our eyes.

Every moment is part of an hour

and we still don't know what an hour is

or what makes it:

the minute

the moments

what long means

or short

The seasons reel through space.

Space creates the seasons' reeling.

Lives blink on and off

like sparkles on a pond

and on the other side of the world

a different farmhouse

fills with light

then fills with shadow

Lives blink on and off

like sparkles on a pond

and in the space

of an hour

everything has changed again.

widow's weeds

Etymology of Weeds

Plural of garment or cloth

wæd, wæde 

To weave

Widow's weeds, why this?

Widow's garments

Garments of mourning

I have been left 

a field of weeds.

The field is not even mine.

Yet I weave it

by hand, by mind,

spinning the real

down to a thread.

Down to a thread.

It is what is real now.

Weeds means garments.

I wear them

and let the sun rise

and reveal me

there,

dew-dropped.

Energy in a different form now.

Natural dress of the silent

on-going world.

Playing House

Playing House

I have more chance now,

now that this world

is made of toys and

metaphors and iconic little chairs 

(as if they were a place

for me)

to grab the house

to pull it from the swirl

to wash it clean

actually

with hard water straight 

from the faucet.

All the sticky mess,

all the ruined everythings,

cleaned. 

I never played house before.

I never knew how

helpful it was

to set a tiny fresh-washed home 

down on stable ground

and arrange things inside

and protect them

as if one could.

ring

Ring

I'll love you forever, he said.

You better, you said.

And then the ring

and the start of this story

And between then

and the night the ring was stolen

right off your living finger

there was so much,

so much that was lucky and rich.

Here, the surface tilts a bit

and the cosmos too

and the things in our lives

some

are somewhere

the letters

and the diamond

the sentiments of love and hope

the shoes

someone tries on

in a different town

in the time of now

to find:

That's good.

They fit.

And the candlesticks,

stolen too,

flicker (for someone else) 

under the light

of a calming

dancing

flame.