Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, poem, travel on December 8, 2012| 2 Comments »
hole in the fence—
while driving sixty
my mind slips through
*
frozen stream
still the sound
of water
*
trading in my name
for two
round stones
*
snow bluster and squall—
in the rearview mirror
all blue
*
nothing nothing nothing
in the field, and so much
filling it in
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, new moon, night, poem, shadow, unity on December 8, 2012| 2 Comments »
night so dark
not even my shadow
walks with me
*
fooled you
said my shadow
the shape of the night
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged bliss, haiku, poem, tanka on December 2, 2012| 2 Comments »
bliss stands
in the center of the field
sticking out her tongue
laughing her head off
that I can’t see her
*
scent of quince—
how many other great pleasures
I never considered
*
dry river bed
not one rock
out of place
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, letter, memory, nostalgia, poem, poetry, time on November 29, 2012| 7 Comments »
reading again
that yellowing letter
you never sent me
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged breaking open, haiku, loss, poem, poetry, prayer, release on October 23, 2012| 4 Comments »
losing all my leaves
I did not yet know I would
lose my roots too
*
chipped, this cup,
the wine in it
tastes no worse
*
chanting to the sky
long after the prayer ends
these hands still raised
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged earth, haiku, happiness, lose the self, love, nature, opening, poem, poetry, sky on October 6, 2012| 2 Comments »
Seven True Stories
divided highway
late night, coming in my lane
head lights, a story
*
the sky and I,
both of us opening—
peal of unrung bells
*
the old cottonwood
tell me, when is the last time
you climbed it?
*
that ornery face,
yep, I folded it up,
put it in a safe place
*
laying in the grass
our bodies altars—
gold leaf offerings
*
everything shimmering
how could I not French kiss
the chill air
*
that bird, wonder if
he too gets so stunned by sky
he forgets how to sing
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, night, poems, stars, unity on October 5, 2012| 2 Comments »
staring at stars
with these eyes made of
old stars
*
what is your address?
I ask my girl, hoping she’ll say
earth
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged attention, gifts, haiku, love, opening, poem, silence on October 4, 2012| 3 Comments »
clouded sky
I never doubt
the stars
*
yellow dotted line
one foot on either side
walking with the crow
*
clenched, clutched, still
the only thing that makes sense
open the heart again
*
listening
inside the wailing
silence
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged emptiness, fire, gift, haiku, poem, poetry, prometheus, sun on September 28, 2012| 3 Comments »
I too, stole fire.
I, too, waited daily
for the eagle.
*
Just one piece of sun.
That’s all I wanted. After all
everything is broken.
*
It did not look
like a gift, the devouring
from the inside out.
*
Only clay after all.
But we’re more than that.
Ask my liver.
*
It never once
looked over its shoulder.
Brown wings blocked the sun.
*
I’d almost say
I came to like it. Could you
understand?
*
Isn’t it funny
I can’t remember now
the color of the eyes.
*
Tonight so full
the moon. It can be so lovely,
emptiness.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, hay, moving fast, moving meditation, poem, still life on September 24, 2012| 2 Comments »
still life with hay bales
giant rounds, fresh cut field
my car goes sixty
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, poem, poetry on September 20, 2012| 2 Comments »
flowers gone
the hummingbird tries to find
nectar in my scarf
*
wounds in unkissable
places—still these eager
lips
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged escape, haiku, joy loss of self, love, poem, self on September 9, 2012| 3 Comments »
still buds
already the lily perfume
opens
*
walking the fallen log
a fallen
woman
*
the heart
it
seeps
*
diamonds
don’t make it
to the lost and found
*
me, my shadow
attached
unattached
*
better to be lost
she thought
stepping out of the lines
*
running
my laugh
on my heels
*
here
there
a day leaks through them
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged driving, haiku, open, poem, possibility, traffic on September 6, 2012| 2 Comments »
no wrong turns today
so many possibilities
I never knew
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged autumn, haiku, poem, unknowing on September 4, 2012| 2 Comments »
above the gorge
the autumn looks for us
finds only echoes
*
walking in the silence
beneath the river’s song
two hearts
*
unusually welcome
this field of noxious weeds
full bloom and white
*
birth me again, world,
birth me again—I think
I know too much
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, nostalgia, peach, poem on August 21, 2012| 3 Comments »
the thousandth peach
tasting it
as if it were the first
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, infinity, love on August 20, 2012| 2 Comments »
so small this woman
reading of black holes, blue stars
feeling love that big
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged bliss, datura, haiku, weed on August 14, 2012| 1 Comment »
amdist the weeds
waist-high datura
one scrap of bliss
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged allowing, growing, haiku, letting go, not knowing, poem, receptivity on August 9, 2012| 2 Comments »
my hammer, my nails
what good are they now
the whole roof collapsed
*
doe in the meadow
my thoughts in the meadow
one of these is quiet
**
so much to learn
about
not knowing
***
not by the shoulders
but by the soul
life shakes me
****
hands bloody
tearing down a wall
that isn’t even there
*****
doe in the meadow
my thoughts in the meadow
one of these is quiet
******
at the same time
the tree grows
toward darkness, toward light
*******
so open my hands
not holding
my hammer, my nails
*********
surrounded by rubble
still I beg Love, keep having
your way with me
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged allowing, change, grace, haiku, heron, poem, poetry, self, sky, tanka on July 28, 2012| 3 Comments »
I tell myself
there will be more light
still I don’t like it
this scent of old wood splintering
as the roof blows apart
*
my life packed
in boxes–the urge
to lose them
*
the orchards in us
not enough hands
to harvest all this ripeness
*
one heron
in great blue wings he gathers
the whole world
*
I thought I knew
who I was, then the bars
bent enough
I could slip outside of her
how many bars don’t I see?
*
sky so pink
I make of myself
an offering
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged haiku, love, nostalgia, peach, poem on July 27, 2012| 2 Comments »
eating the peach
I bite into six years ago
another peach
*
shattered
and every shard of me
gasps love, love