Purple Martins
Return now, with your weightless arabesques. Let your sharp silhouettes pen a cursive script of poetry across a cobalt page of sky. Throw your weightless wonder upon…
Return now, with your weightless arabesques. Let your sharp silhouettes pen a cursive script of poetry across a cobalt page of sky. Throw your weightless wonder upon…
Oh, what is better than the burden of being wise being lifted? The wise have their answers– And their sorrows. It falls to we fools to dance…
It was not a night to remember, rather, a night to forget. Late autumn, my German Shepherd and I in a farm cottage on the far reaches…
We found a fallen path in failing light Twilight deepening to a fragile night And searching saw the ash, well grown As wandered long amidst the ancient…
The shadow of the feeder dangles slant from today’s gold dwindling scaffold. Winged jots record, on radiant boards, birds fanning and declining to the feeder. Smoke suspended…
The nurse had hair the color of a healing bruise and arms hard from pressing plastic breastbones. On real people, when you do this, you should hear…
Mockingbirds sing in this rural Southern graveyard where you now lie amidst engraved stones, some broken, some legible though weathered cryptic by rain, drought, cold, spring and…
The Galilean Druid knelt And stuck his fingers in the dust. The crowd that clamored all around Had no effect at all on him. Though every eye…
1 There’s a kid, a teenage boy, who - As far as I can see, and I’ve seen him Nearly every time I’ve driven past the place…
Being itself, boundless beyond all form Without any essence, soundless speaks Across the chaos of the raging waves Bringing every being out of nothing. Beauty itself, incomprehensible…
Now I begin Semper incipiens, To sit and drink my wine Beneath this obelisk, the son of pride. Nor mind nor will incline To know how I…
High rafters, vaulted ceiling, Light streaming through the wall, Beaming inside through angels, From outside where gargoyles crawl. Falling on the baptismal font, A shimmer is thereby…
Go sit on your porch. This place will teach you Everything you need to seed and grow. The sermons of sparrows will rise to greet you, So…
1 Happiness is contentment when nothing’s happening, Is not the bliss of not missing out on some moment Gone almost before we are or were aware…