RAAAR!

Sometimes there is glory in the simple child-mind

Imagination Rampant

The clouds are coming to get us!
The tyrannosaur has returned!

Growth in Dust of War

Winter is a war
frozen
consuming

We break from a false skin
and grow
new leaves
any-how

Spring is not our last chance

Our last battle
Our last song
Our last riddles
are only waiting for the winter to arrive

Out in the Distance I See

In the mists of the world
conceived
birthed through the canal of wood-spirits
held down and bathed in creeks of sphagnum
waters

The depths and the high places are my home

Let me swim or fly
or
leave me be

on the flat earth where the sun beats from between the clouds
you might find me

but watch:
I'll disappear in green
and come again in blue
soft in flight and diving.

Mesmerize

Let It Come Down

Never tear me away
from nights spent in soft snow
only the stars as witness

Set Your Table in the Green Place

Martyr museum of my mind
sacrificed causes all the while

Did you lay your table in the green place?
Did you remember to wash the blue sky from your eyes?

We leak in present presence.
We drink to go back
We shoot to go forward.

Needles and bottles
are a girl's...
(and cliche' and trailing off is comical)

Never stop the ride
Ride the never stop
Stop the never ride
Never ride the stop

Greet green grey great mists
that bumper off our heads like cotton dreams
White and Green

E'en Memoriam

Between the stretch and the brick
between the bud and the flower

Death exudes

Between the spaces of the microns
that line your soul with selves
in the space there
between the letters of the words

relay
relax
refuel

(refute)

Stop looking with those eyes

Dance a solemn pin for the gone
stone wanderers

Leave a poppy on the graves of the Soldier Saints
One for your memory and one for mine

Stretch, Blocked, Flowering