Tuesday, April 29, 2014

silver night

silver night
wings in flight
unseen rise past
death’s dim sight
to the perfect light
of paradise!

Saturday, April 12, 2014

I've Never Been out to Sea

I've never been out to sea
though I've touched iridescent waves, 
flown over blue surf 
and played in safe, familiar bays
with dog-eyed seals and
wondering whales.

But gazing, just as the sun 
juts beyond night's edge, 
I see this curving ball, endless
band of water held close
to jealous core by clear bands
of gravity, hurtling 
through the void,
Human eyes, wrapped in 
spheres of bone and blood, 
follow earth's trajectory just
ahead of the season, bask in
the coming summer sun as it 
heats blue waters, casts high
bright towers of

for I am a child of the sea,
and I can see out far
and in deep.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Cherry Blossoms on Palm Sunday

Windy day,
undulant sun
floods smooth cut of lawn

as cherry blossoms race
and lightly fall upon
my upturned face.

O, Sacrificial Tree!
your bright glory cast
to the clamant breeze and
let fill your boughs
with ordinary green.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Towards 280 (after Wayne Thiebaud)

Vibrant canvas, undulant colors
thin lines of thick paint
streaking white fields
of bright California light.

The blue road plummets

into wider boulevards.

Down steep freeways
over shadowed s-curves
the black cars streak.

Past the pink condo
rising high along the blacktop,
its thrusting blue shadow slicing
the indurate road,

they drive down bright 280

past creamy waves of warehouse

through fields of pale gold,

where at last they converge

on the incipient, blue

Author's Note: 

Painting: Wayne Thiebaud, Towards 280, 1999-2000,
acrylic on canvas, 54 x 60 inches.
Courtesy: LeBaron's Fine Art, Sacramento, CA