A Man Of Forty
A man of forty. Forty years the child.
His eyes don't see me but his mother.
His past. And like a child he wanders
Clean through the tunnels of his time.... more »
A Translation Of Mother Theresa's Poem, 'Life'
A Translation of Mother Theresa’s 'Jeta'
Life... more »
Call Us Women
All you men...
What lies in your fists?
In your eyes,... more »
Last night the stars
Rumored of his defeat.
They lined a perfect
Smile across the navy... more »
Patterns of agreement,
Gold. Amber. Ivory. Ink.
The darkest truth in umber,... more »
Christmas In Schönbrunn
This yellow palace in the snow.
This is the Schönbrunn I have known.
This pretty sheet of fairness frost
This yellow wrapped in angel cost.... more »
Drinking The Moon
I have planned and dreamt of this trophy of gold,
The halo of silver, around in which it molds.
I have cradles this idea and nursed it to true plan,
I have fed it seeds of confidence, O this is so grand!... more »
When the waving heavens are soft
Cool inside the birth of green—
And the snowdrops filter
Through the blades and leaves... more »
A carved stone can reign like a mountain,
Only to be meat in natures jaw.
But no wind or snow can tumble
Into the steel minds of humanity and memory-... more »
Near. So near that you can kiss me.
I can see the gods dancing
Inside your belly,
And they break away star by star... more »
Fruits Of Tribute
When mores bind this flesh and spirit
Into one man of mortal pride and truth,
When two drops of tranquil waters
Fill his sight's hollows with tranquil views.... more »
Full Moon- A Siren's Song
They blame you for the celebrated madness-
For the tearing open of beasts' throats,
Releasing demons into the twilight waves of lull.... more »
On Christmas morning we visit the marked stones,
The grass, the pots of fresh Paradise Birds,
Magnolias, Christmas trees,
And we visit the names.... more »
Hardest To Forgive
My heart wants a metaphor
Loud and wide
A long river of confidence... more »
In my open stage of dream,
I sleep for this puff of spring
Which strokes my hair and skin
With a kiss of air... more »
I Cannot Love You Honestly
I wish to bend your smiles so as better
To ease my truth.
I had lost the form of loving
When you last battled my love with yours.... more »
I Dig For Nothing
I dig for nothing tonight.
No stars. I cannot find
The constant moon.
I could write about the moon... more »
I Do Not Try
I do not try to trap you inside me,
To measure your tears and pluck
The value of your love out of our time.
This burning thread that weaves my skin... more »
Little Dreamer (For Lil' Gracie)
Little dreamer of butterfly-people and whispering dolls!
Soft darling ballerina, you are still remembered.
How fortunate I was to tour the happy halls of scented air
With your small pink hand firm in mind. To have your sense... more »
This yellow sweet anthem of spring is nearing
Sung and played by the Green Mistress's steering
Of mated birds and collected hives
This busy song, her ode to maple lives.... more »
Away with her head
Her eyes that cast your faults to stone... more »
Do not seek her soul—
For care of your own sanity
Do not tempt her truth.
Because she gives it freely. Always... more »
Mother Theresa's 'Poezia'
Release me, oh God,
From the desire to be adored,
From the desire to be exalted,
From the desire to be honored,... more »
'To be absorbed in one’s thoughts; engage in meditation'~Websters
In other words: to exist.
Sincerely.... more »
My Mind Aches
I think I’m finished.
My mind aches
With Ovid and Plath
How interchangeable... more »