Poems

Shine moments

The beauty of the dump. The brightness on a patch of water. A tree in the eye of a dog. You looking at you in a puddle. Seeds falling from a squirrel above. Silly little letters on notes in the street from a god above who started in only one place — your mind.

Two eyes

Two eyes to see the world. One with what is. And one with what isn’t. One direct. And one with a reflection. One with nature, and one with counting. One with leaves, and one with left. One with looking, and one with storying. One for clarity, and one for psychic. One to live. One to …

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No retreat

And you retreated a bit. But where did you retreat to? A few books. An easy surf spot. Courts for playing ball. The single life of simple uncomplexity. And why? The symbol conversation comes fast and furious, and that overwhelms. There’s an exhaustion. Retreat allows for battery recharge, evaluation and a survey of roads ahead. …

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Meat puppet

“What if I’m just a character in a play called your life?” he asks a friend. And he wakes with a playground in front of him. A park with hawks, bunnies, squirrels. Doing coffee drug then out to play. How could any attempt at rearranging the scene possibly make a difference? A stronger breeze than …

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Waking

A beautiful woman with a golden heart and enthusiasm for days calls to talk about her wonderful life. What a brilliant window of time to find open. A breeze comes through to bless every wall and inner surface.