Renewal

autumns wing span glides
across barren pastures so wide
then home comes glory Divine

hay(na)ku

time
grows short
earth now barren
~~~~~~~~~
spring comes anon
shoots peek
anew

Cornflower Blue

wild blue cornflowers
grow neatly in a row
across a narrow patch
of well tended lush green grass

it is a tiny patch
no wider then foot across
nor longer then two feet at the most

but love and obsession speaks in every
blade of grass that grows, so perfect
not a sign of brambles nor weeds

and the bright blue cornflowers
are tended with love

at the head of the tiny plot
rests a brilliant white stone
a lamb and a weeping angel
forever lie side by side

while the cornflowers he loved so much
nod their beautiful heads in sorrow
and she, she comes yet again to trim
the blades of grass

When Angels.......Come Calling

angels come calling
exquisite in shape and face___
serene mystical.... not born of this earth
not formed of dust ashes...
sentenced to death decay

gently, they glide down a stairway
clouds of rainbow mists
reflecting heavens promise
in blinding....white radiance
gift of the ages

yet, mortal are we
chained to ordinary existence
tho given an unearthly spirit
unable to rise up
still thirst crave....their shimmering purity

man marked, the sign upon his forehead
burned deep, ever shadowed by sin and despair....
wait,hungrily____bowed with time
wait, in repentance forgiveness____
and sin again....an endless circle

and thus is man's nature
till, he who reigns over death
allows us at last to quietly....slip away
in sorrow and loss____
into the grateful earth....passing heavens gate to be free

Desk Of......Dreams

plain and rough
my
desk of dreams
where
words are colors
magic images crisp clean
thoughts
caught in evenings glory
the
sweet primrose blooms
and...I
watching from my simple space
the
dainty damselflies drift
lightly
on a cool night breeze
heal
my hollow heart that aches
a
soul worn heavy with sorrows time
then
I can dream silver dreams
that
soar...high above...setting me free

Callous Moon

somehow
passed the closed door
we
watch star shadows
play across the moon

night air
alive...poised heavy expectant
souls meld
time___lingers

fire in the sky
fire...
burns hot flesh
glittering in secret darkness

slowly
in release...we___flow away
captive
in unforgiving hands

sand___wet
covers uncovers...
clinging
bodies reluctant to part

the sea
cold black glass____undulates
laps in rhythmic tides
heartbeats...of the moon

one are we...lost
waves brush the shore
honeyed sugar
sweet...so sweet the caress

mocking us
withdraws it's favors
to lie...
naked beneath a callous moon

Mans.......Folly

mans inheritance
lies deep marked within his kind
folly is his gift