the beauty of life
is there for you to see
but you have to look

crows flying to roost
blue heron in silhouette
riverside sunset

murmurs, soft kisses
sated in each others arms
do you remember

above the cliff face
spiraling ever higher
eagles soar the sun

the wellspring of life
flows through me from the void
as i swim upstream
to the still clear ponds
with their quiet cool depths
of eternity

beautiful woman
you have broken my heart
and sold him your love

sometimes it is hard
to know where you are going
let love show the way

our city once was
funky and beautiful
but now it's just slick

would you pave your heart
and make it a parking lot
where nothing can grow

it is getting late
kind of tired kind of happy
as i slide to sleep

I would lay with you
on buttercups and clover
neath the green, green trees
all speckled in their shadows
two trout in loves starry stream

Golden light, days end
Shadows lengthen, darkness grows
Slap, slap! - mosquitoes

I apologize
for all the damage I did
innocent and not

is eternity
ever growing boundlessness
expanding unseen
and what of its inversion
is that exponential too
is it all twisted and warped
tied throughout with cosmic strings
full of many dimensions
or is it unknowable
a schrodinger's cat

i taste your fragrance
whenever you are near me
your perfume is love

a derelict house
windows gone and doors open
wrapped thick with brambles
under a spreading walnut
a doll glaring from the porch

the rain falls in tears
for the innocents now lost
slaughtered by our gods

heeling over
i tack hard these bitter winds
sailing alone

silly old gander
all puffed up and parading
with his store bought love

rain beautiful rain
washing away my heartache
hiding all my tears

a spider crab flows
its long legged dance across kelp
all rippled brown green

Two wheels on pavement
Sun blazing down and blue skies
Pushing through the wind
Flowers, mountains, pretty girls
Making sure rubber side down

our universe is
the most beautiful woman
wearing a red shift
arms outstretched she pirouettes
with grace and wild abandon
full of light and life

i thought i knew love
when i was but a young man
so much wiser now

oh america
what have they done to your soul
these liars and frauds

With a harp it strides
Plucking notes like hammer blows
In an endless dirge

the eyes of the eyes
keepers of the inner gate
editors and chiefs

like a precious gem
your many facets dazzle
mesmerizing me

where are you my love
so longed for and so welcome
where are you my joy
my consort and my lover
where are you my closest friend
my intimate confessor
and sweet keeper of my heart
where are you hiding

wipe away your tears
put your head on my shoulder
let me comfort you
i  will listen to your fears
i will carry your burden
until you are strong again
i love you that much

sooner or later
we all wither and die
like summer flowers
and blow away forgotten
or find immortality
of questionable value
pressed between pages

cold clear winter's night
spooning neath the counterpane
a fever rising

i  am exhausted
my eyes are longing to shut
but my mind churns on

delicate pink sky
behind snow covered crags
crescent moon rising

like some giant bird
you fly straight into my life
to peck and preen me

behind the armoire
in dust and spider webs
lies an envelope
with a paper heart therein
a valentine unopened
a love forgotten

twelve eagles rising
riding updrafts to the sun
four crows dive bombing

on top of the hill
stands an old and stately house
each evening at sunset
two crows would perch together
upon the peak of its' roof
nuzzling one another
preening and softly cawing
for years they were always there
no matter what the weather
nor the season of the year
but two years ago it changed
and now only one crow sits
upon the roof at sunset
alone, hunched and unmoving
silent and forlorn

yellow moon rising
above the cobalt massif
quails in golden grass

Umbrellas held high
rubber boots splash and splatter
a drowning parade

i think i am a
fatalistic optimist
accepting what comes
but in love with the process
i know the value of life
and the lessons to be learned
i try to stay positive
with a clear and open mind
so i can learn my lessons
with objectiveness and truth
and it is my firm belief
this will make me free

ghostly silver pools
gnarled and twisted silhouettes
moonlight on the path

you are beautiful
when you are tickling me
with your clever eyes

two lovers embrace
in the deep dark velvet night
neath a sea of stars

you are so profound
superior to us all
inside your bubble