Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Ohio stretches endlessly blue

Ohio stretches
endlessly blue

like the infinite wind
sightless and cold

piercing my
coatless soul

like the agonized snows
of spring.

(20 July 2016)

Deleware Reservoir is flooded


Deleware reservoir is flooded.

Delicate pools
of blue reflect

the fleeting arch of a heron ascending

as I wait

by the lakeside.

(20 July 2016)

Morning Visions

Morning Visions


I
Like a river glimmering at morning
memory flows softly.


The road ends abruptly,
pavement dissolving into primal mire.


There is no sky,
no hard, limiting blue;
only white mist sinking deeply
into indefinite winter fields,
the trees infinitely rising,
the broken land darkly waiting.


II


Vagrant fog bursts
to metallic blue light
dirty grey, pierced
by the unforgiving sun,
by the harsh, perfect sky.


III


California is a sharp line,
the western horizon, unrelenting, pure,
absolute blue
against the unmistakable edge


while in the east
clouds hover —
bright, deadly rocks

over eroding hills.

(20 July 2016)

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Serenade

“We are always traveling and traveling as if we did not know where we were going. “ Thomas Merton

Warm wind stirring our
tallest trees.  Sunset retrieves
another hot day.

Descends silken night;
passion ignites summer's sky,
stars, like wine, delight!

In cool rooms I'll wait
for you to awake. O come!

We'll begin again!

(31 Oct 2013)

Friday, July 8, 2016

Pure Hope





“We are not perfectly free until we live in pure hope. For when our hope is pure, it no longer trusts exclusively in human and visible means, no rests in any visible ends. “ Thomas Merton


Close the the gun’s edge
life is sharply
defined.

Clarity is achieved
when you have nothing left
but hope.

That’s when you realize
that your life stands
without any visible
means of
support;

like  a high-
wire walker,
you are
pure.

That’s why
you have the freedom
to stand between
the red rage

and the children.



(14 Dec 2013)