Posted in Uncategorized, tagged acceptance, allowing, fear, opening, poem, poetry on December 21, 2012| 5 Comments »
All day fear knocks
or bangs at the door,
sometimes whimpers,
each time an invitation
not just to open the door
but to tear it down,
the walls, too,
to unclench both hands,
though you think, I can’t do this,
but you do, and while
fear hangs on you like a leaden
scarf, like wet gray wool,
you notice how dazzling,
how warm the sun.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged beauty, end of the world, haiku, mayan calendar on December 20, 2012| 3 Comments »
so pink-ly the dawn
blooms out of night as it would
if I were not here
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged greed, nursery rhyme, parody, poem, stuck on December 19, 2012| 4 Comments »
Ring around the rosie
pocket full of posies
ashes ashes
we all fall down
Sing around the secret
pockets full of deep debt
credit, credit
we all fall down.
Spring around the danger
prayers full of anger
rifle, rifle
we all fall down.
Dance around each other
foes instead of lovers
righteous, righteous
we all fall down.
Swimming through the darkness
choosing to be heartless
tight fist, tight fist,
we all fall down.
Pointing with our fingers
blame and guilt and whimper
ashes, ashes
we all fall down.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged comfort, dark, hard times, love, mother, parenting, poem, poetry, son on December 18, 2012| 5 Comments »
In the boat of night
my boy and I float.
There are no oars.
We use our voices
to move through
the waves. But
the currents take
us wherever the currents
take us. It is dark.
We hold each other
as if there is no one
else in the world.
For this moment,
there is no one else
in the world. There is
his voice. My voice.
His ears. My ears.
Our warmth. And
the cold all around.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged beauty, light, love, paradox, poem, poetry, surrender on December 17, 2012| 3 Comments »
Perhaps because the wound
is so deep, or perhaps because
there is not one petal left
to murmur over, or perhaps
because it really is a miracle,
today the heart breaks open
even wider and unthinking we exclaim
yes, yes to the wind as it stirs
the whole field into shimmer,
whirling all the loosened snow up, up
into the air until the invisible currents
are visible, white-frocked and shining,
swift swirl and rising, stiff scour then
drop. The uplift, ferocious,
and then the hushed sifting of light
through the dark evergreens,
the frisky cold kiss crystalline
on our cheeks—the wild gasp of oh in our breath
is spontaneous and real, every bit as real
as the world we would rather not know,
that terrible world, how it follows us
everywhere we go, how even now
its shadow makes this light
even more impossibly light.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged gift, love, nothing, poem, release on December 17, 2012| 5 Comments »
Not the song but
the silence under the song,
not the stars
but the darkness between,
not the kiss
but the longing before the kiss
and the trembling long after, and
not the snow
but the spaces connecting the snow,
not the heart
but the pulse that persuades it to move,
no not the web
but the light in the strands,
not the certainty
but the wonder that birthed it,
and the branches, bare
and the cup, empty
waiting to be filled.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged darkness, door, haiku, hope, poem on December 15, 2012| 2 Comments »
between the night
and the fear, a door appears
a dark bird sings, sings
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged carpe diem, gratitude, haiku, impermanence, loss, love on December 14, 2012| 5 Comments »
every day the right day
to smell the lily as if
never again
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged change, haiku, poem, poetry, sand on December 13, 2012| 5 Comments »
but it was written
in stone, said the woman
to the sand
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged jealousy, musta sukainen, poem, tanka on December 12, 2012| 3 Comments »
now threadbare
those black socks
of jealousy
and still every morning
she pulls them on