Monday, March 2, 2015

Transparency, As in Projection

You’ve barely scratched the surface 
Under the volcano 

And already you think 
Your mind’s made of obsidian. 

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

On the Threshold

Unblinking wide-eyed pupils 

Soon to be taught how 
To be blind to whatever 
They saw 

That set them apart. 

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Little House in Olive Grove at Twilight


of almond flowered clustered

stars through the firmament soon in sight

find matches smell the oil lamp light the fire

place yourself right here no

where else in universe so


Sunday, February 15, 2015

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Slaking Your Thirst after a Long Dry Spell

the miracle 
rain keeps 
its distance but will 
soon descend slant- 
wise on the wings 
of a blustery south wind— 

beaks open, 
unlike us the supplicant 
chickens know this time 
they won’t need 
to lift their heads 
to the high heavens 

to drink it all in. 

Monday, February 9, 2015

Poetic Diction

Spirited crystal clear heart- 
Felt silences pronouncedly sylvan— 

Punctuated by murmurs 
Of a babbling brook. 

Friday, February 6, 2015

Beyond A Reasonable Doubt

Because I wanted 
To live exclusively without 

Though although 

Was also right there 
In the running 

Before I decided other- 
Wise, my life became 

Meaningful—it was as if 
I’d finally found a reason 

For being here, though 
For the life of me, 

I could not explain it.