Even here the glimmering simbelmyne growsin the ghostly pale green meads and haunted hollowsfar from the hallows somber in their ordered rowswhere our old bones the cold earth slowly swallows. Of certainty indeed no living person knowsand none but guess what after long life followsyet, even here the glimmering simbelyne growsin the ghostly pale green …
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The Long Flight Home
A few years ago, my son was on his way home from college for the holidays, but our airport was under assault by snow and wind, and so incoming flights from other airports, like his, were delayed and then cancelled. I started for the airport, a two-hour trip each way in the weather–3 times, only …
October Days
It starts a little drear and greybeginnings of an autumn daydew revealing spiders highin fir and cedar against the sky…Low-hanging cloud obscures the sunbut it will show before day’s done: webs will move with rainbow glimmer,leaves in breezes, flip and shimmer,sunlight sideways gilds and limnswith memories of summer times,even as the daylight’s goingmaking way for evening …
One of Those Days
Oh I can sit in my warm bedand feel my dayhas been for naughtor worsefor I have fumbled badlywith a friendand feel unloved and distantfrom my joyand happiness that filledthe hours beforethe broken minutewhen it changed… I can sit glumand nurse an achewithin my bellyand my heart as ifforgiveness cannot bealthough this friend I knowis …
Autumn
Walking in the woods of autumn firein my own autumn, wistfulheart to the colors lifts: Allthe triumph of a spring advancedvictory of a summer livedthe flowers gone to fruitand fruit to seed dispersingon the errant winds that blow… All finished now, and sogreen departs the leaf and reed,the wind whips over flaring brightsto muted shades, …
Rainbow Child-Man
Silly, hurting child!Don’t you realize– Somewhere–while you whirl entrappedlike furniture in hurricanes,dancing grim and wild,Thought, Emotion, Dream, enwrappedtogether in your houseof angst and pains,goose-stepping pas-de-troisto old orchestrated sorrows–Guilt and Disappointment tunedto Loss and Shame and Fear…that even so, the friends you’ve earnedby simply being youare always very near!? Hurting’s loud, belligerent–intimidatesthe deeper Truth:Poor wee Child’sbeleaguered–huddled …
The Cats Decline
The cats have run away to hide.They do not wish to go for a ride.Oh, no I won’t! the wise cat sings–Rides generally arrive at unpleasant thingslike trimming of claws and shots in the assand minor surgeries… Thanks, I’ll pass!The cats are crouching in unlikely placeswith wide opal eyes and resentful faces: Under the sofa they’d rather …
Tolkien Tribute w/ a nod to P. Jackson: DUET
Merry to Pippin You are a menace, Pippin Took,the way that mischief follows you,as impulse prompts the things you do–Sometimes you’re begging to be shook!Oh, Pippin, you are such a lad!You’re never meaning to be bad,You’re into every niche and nookwithout a thought of what comes nextand when it does, you’re so perplexed!You can’t not …
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Aotearoa
SilverThe ferns, of coursebut too the skythe clouds and air betweenSun on misty rains:Silver gracedwith rainbows…silver-bright the sun,the sharp-cut shadesedges of treesagainst the blue, grey, white…Silver the starsSouthern Cross and Milky Wayon deepest night…Silverthe moon in all its phasesdashing across the waters,inviting path…Silver the watersday or night–moving, gleaming, glittering…Black swans flyingover the satin moireSilver reflecting …
Tolkien Tribute: Suddenly, You
In the shadowof the forestlost,and hiding,runningfrom the echoinganguish.chaosclashingof armies embattledbesieging my mind…suddenly–sunderedall of it…! O Nightingale!You–singing,dancing in the gladein gladnessdraw mefrom war’s clamour,it’s darknessit’s despair…The whole of my worldthey werebut suddenly–Youare there! Dancing like down,upon the air,upon the melodyof the Nightingale,in moonlight–casting shadow out,making roomin my heartto hold the wonderthe mysterythe magicof your music,of your danceandYou.All …
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