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Eternal Momentum
Posted on Monday, November 2nd, 2009
Eternal Momentum
His passing surprised
Even him among those
Watching – waiting present.
He wondered curiously
What would he feel
When feeling ceased.
He wished in that
Nanosecond to
Reassure — smile,
As he lost hold of
What others thought
Him to be.
So there he is,
A memory enduring
As long as the last
Survivor remembers
His deep laughter,
Foolishness — passion,
Loneliness — sorrow,
Gentle service and
Love that accompanies
On a journey of
Unanticipated wonder
In brilliant light,
Awakening in
An unending moment
Of eternal momentum.
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You Beckon Me
Posted on Tuesday, September 29th, 2009
You Beckon Me
If I could walk across the water,
I’d slip between the breakers,
With the sun upon my back,
Sandal-wet east would be my choice
Toward channel buoys miles out,
From there I’d see if I could
Near mammoth container ships
Arcing south from Chesapeake.
My intention would be to
Beat the sun – reach Gibraltar
Before a storm – then south I’d turn,
No need to worry beads with ouzo.
It’s new adventure that I seek,
New sounds and smells and heat;
In Timbuktu I’d mount a camel
Bundled for adventure to no-place –
Where windblown adventure tales
Sound from muffled figures astride
Beasts that climb in rhythm-ed pace
Across those non-descript sand hills.
And in this place of silence
Wind divine I’d hear your voice
As if for once with purpose –
No doubt you beckon me.
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Cloud Years Drift By
Posted on Monday, September 28th, 2009
Cloud Years Drift By
Absent in a desert searching
For you up one sand mound
Then another and another.
Years sifting imagined scenes,
Visioning a past yet to emerge
From a future – missing present.
Oh the mind insufferable
Sorts through footage
Played out in parlor games,
Polite in a life caught up
On helium inhaled
As cloud-years drift by.
And all I seek –
Not horizon mirages,
But presence with you.
No charades, no shadows,
No false oaths – rather boldness
To declare for all to hear I love you and all else
Who would object — be gone
To their exasperation.
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Syllables of Time
Posted on Saturday, September 19th, 2009
Syllables of Time
I count the syllables of time
When you are absent,
My voice pierces silence
Alone in echo search.
Chilled fingers probe
Empty boundless space
While I seek integration,
Or is it soul assimilation?
Fragmented notes
Lilt a melody once heard
I seek to recapture,
As a hushed whisper
Before memory fades
Of moments snared
While once we breathed
Full-deep down leading
Through a portal where
All time is present –
Not a clue to what was
With you to be.
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Warning Crescent
Posted on Wednesday, September 16th, 2009
Warning Crescent
It’s all in signs –
Words used to describe,
Charcoal to sketch,
Music foreboding.
So in a black dawn
Warning Crescent
Hooks one’s attention
Eastward to the horizon
Over a blank-less sea
That rolls unseen
Upon sand still embracing
Dreams and illusions.
Then when least expected
That fiery cauldron
Unhinges an explosion
Into an impatient sunrise
That sears away doubt,
Confusion — hesitation;
Attracts detachment from
Mundane cares and distraction.
Glorious is it when peace
Reigns again for those who seek,
Determined to follow close
Wherever he leads.
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