Light Raindrops Upon the Withered World
After months of dreary drought and heat / Light raindrops fall upon the withered world
Read MoreCategory: Poetry
Like Candles When They Quietly Go Out
When we were young / A friend once showed me a passage in a book / In which the monks of a certain cloistered order / Were often blessed with wonderfully peaceful deaths / Like candles when they quietly go out
Read MoreThere’s an atmospheric pressure
There’s an atmospheric pressure / That’s in more than just the air / It’s a sluggish, heavy parasite / That hides behind the glare
Read MoreA Violation of the First Law of Thermodynamics
A day so hot that ordinary tasks / Exhaust the body and the soul; to grasp / The handle of a water tap wearies the mind / To grasp a simple thought eludes one’s will /
Read MoreThe Grail’s Call
I was the song of Patrick’s heart,
and what made Arthur’s quest start.
When the music of Taliesin ceased to flow,
I saw the invaders come and go.
Beowulf and the Danish Passport Officer
The clapped-out Boeing / wheezed to the gate // The ground crew jumped / name-tags rattling // And swiftly moored / the shining ocean-bird
Read MoreDo you feel the light go out?
Do you feel the light go out
Like a light bulb with a flick?
A flame extinguished at the wick?
Seven Haiku for the Pleiades
All in the same sky:
Luna, Venus, Jupiter
While the soft winds sigh…
There’s An Atmospheric Pressure
There’s an atmospheric pressure That’s in more than just the air It’s a sluggish, heavy parasite That hides behind the glare
Read MoreBut Which Jaw Drops?
An advert assures us its product is jaw-dropping
If true, this loss of body parts would be painful
And which part of the purchaser’s jaw drops?
In Father’s Footsteps
The man pushes the mower,
Carefully cutting the grass,
Followed by his son.
A Discarded Cat
She adopted us several weeks ago And after the usual hissings and spittings Was accepted by the other cats…
Read MoreWatch and Listen and Read
There are days that I love
When all I must do is
Watch and listen and read
Sombre Absurdité
O grand giants of Gath in grotesque graves,
will ye dread the deer that dance in your lays?
Does and bucks do the dead ye not revere?
And the dark dense depths do ye truly fear?
There’s A Wasp Within the Cloister
There’s a wasp within the cloister
There’s a wasp that sits and spies
Pipe Tobacco and Memories
Today I smelled tobacco from a pipe
Although there was no one around except
Perhaps the ghost of the hardware store savant
Whose wisdom filled the air along with smoke
Unworthy
Lord, I am not worthy,
That Thou should enter me.
For I am but a sinner,
Yet Thou hast set me free.
Fireflies
Trees form an arch overhead, / shading my eyes from the fierce sun. / I’m winding down the twisted paths, / meticulously moving through the shadows. / Back and forth, the road bends and turns.
Read MoreThe Truth Is At An Undisclosed Location
Books have many authors, and the Author of All Blesses them and us with their waves of words
Read MoreThe Stillness of the Summer Solstice
Short strings of words that breathe and sigh as songs
Sunflowers fainting in the afternoon
A treefrog pulsing on the windowpane
Ladybugs drowsing on a tomato leaf
