(2013)
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Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink