Sunday, October 30, 2011

Wilma's Welcome


He sat the table, fresh kid,
waiting for his dinner, 
pushing back the war 
now so far away.

His big brother smiled
glad to see him safe,
when she walked in, 
carrying a steaming plate
of the best fried chicken
either had ever seen.

The aroma awoke in his memory
soft Ohio nights,
God's righteous thunder rumbling  
gentle rains cooling the hot August sky, 

when Mom carried in our dinner, 
fried chicken and mashed potatoes, 

safety and 
love.

And looking at his brother's new wife, 
he smiled and at last said, 
"welcome to the family!"

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Bezetzen Oakland


Schreit in der Nacht, Singen
Straßen, rote Bäche, weiß
Gas sickert durch die Haut,
Ihre Ohren explodieren mit flash-bang
Einschläge hinter dem Zittern Kamera
auf, wo er liegt, gefallen Marine, mit weit aufgerissenen Augen,betäubt,
Schädel-split Opfer dieser amerikanische Nacht.

Folgen Sie einfach ihr Geld
zum Oberlauf der Gier
und Sie werden sehen, wie sie vor Wut
gegen Ihren Bedarf
bis endlich
es ist dein Blut
sie wollen
zu trinken.

Occupy Oakland


Shouts in the night, chanting
streets, red streams, white
gas seeping through your skin,
your ears exploding with flash-bang
shells landing past the trembling camera
to where he lies, fallen Marine, wide eyed, stunned, 
skull-split victim of this American night.

Just follow their money 
to the headwaters of greed
and you will see how they rage
against your need 
until, at last, 
it's your blood
they wish 
to drink.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Miracle of the Geese


The Catholic school children gather
obedient to the bell, silent, waiting
for morning prayers 
to begin another day,

when geese 
race suddenly above
tight formation crossing the 
playground, stroking high air, shattering 
our discipline with lusty 
call, savage 
song!

And the children, 
raising their arms to heaven, 
shout in praise 
at the wonder and glory, 
the holy presence, 
 the miracle of the geese!

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Night Fog

Fog rises 
to black space.

The sea
overpowers
the sky.

Vapors swamp
unsuspecting stars.

Mystic waves wash
night's ethereal
shore.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Das Spinnennetz

Das Spinnennetz driftet,
aufgegeben, nutzlos,
hoch in das Fenster
hell in der untergehenden Sonne,
in der Nähe einer Welt in Bewegung.

Nicht in den wilden Fluss getaucht,
es ist von Wildvögeln geschützt
dass caw in den schwankenden Baum
Peering unten
bei Lebewesen gebunden an feste,
unbewegten Boden.

ihre Bewegung
heilig ist Bewegung,

aber das Web nur ziellos weckt
in einem inneren Brise

immer auf der Kante
des lebendigen Meer

hielt durch Stase
der Schwerkraft.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

October/ Oktober

Bright sun streams
pure golden breeze.

Green day fades,
red sun decays.

Pale moon flies
into winter's dull light.


*****

Oktober



Helle Sonne Ströme
reine goldene Brise.

Grüner Tag verblasst,
rote Sonne nachlässt.

Blassen Mond Fliegen
in Winter ist trübes Licht.




Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Moonrise over Hunter's Hill




Bright spears pierce 
night's 
treacherous 
height.


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image:
 http://tvs-theartist.blogspot.com/2010/05/night-of-van-gogh-moon-may-21-2010.html

Monday, October 3, 2011

First Rain


black spots
on pavement gray

steps
filled full,
candescent day

overburdened sky
no longer
denied.