Did you have it all
what does 'all' mean, can you say?
go to sleep, still, again
Sleep under rainfalls
under mountain waterclouds
over green tree basins.
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Thursday, February 26, 2015
Warm
We wear hats
Our heads are warm
though cold-colored constellations
paint peace to the third war world
Green-brown grass slips our soles
into warm waves of supple safety
the reality race of brightening blue sky
We turn sideways
The lulling sound
of diesel dainty maelströms
veil valleys in invented ebbs
While cadences cascade above
in ruby-wooded waterclouds
overjoyed to dazzle a new day
What chance expanded beauty to grief?
What coincidence speared terror for sight?
The priceless coins that drip down trees
Surprise no one – we must leave to hear
The canyon tones of love
MH // winter 2014
Our heads are warm
though cold-colored constellations
paint peace to the third war world
Green-brown grass slips our soles
into warm waves of supple safety
the reality race of brightening blue sky
We turn sideways
The lulling sound
of diesel dainty maelströms
veil valleys in invented ebbs
While cadences cascade above
in ruby-wooded waterclouds
overjoyed to dazzle a new day
What chance expanded beauty to grief?
What coincidence speared terror for sight?
The priceless coins that drip down trees
Surprise no one – we must leave to hear
The canyon tones of love
MH // winter 2014
Monday, February 23, 2015
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Why think so sadly?
why upset the cloud-cover
when the mountains sleep?
Rest teardrops in lakes
blue, like patricia who is
faraway – content.
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