June 2014

wood smoke
my loneliness lingers
near the flame

winter sky
maybe a bird dies
or doesn't

slow flow sap —
the stillbirth of words
dragging clouds

the loss
of my words
of loss

with clenched teeth
sea-spray lashes apart
the veneer

hermit crab —
the stream of words sidesteps
the obvious

winter beach —
the incoming tide
of horizons

winter beach —
the welcoming walls
of an open grave

winter beach —
an albatross asks
'who moved?'

within it
the page of tundra
yellows too

eyes closed so prolong the night

a chill solace of endless stars

night storm —
nameless trees flash
up the valley

leafless tree
how lifeless the dance
this winter

with these words
fingertipping
the void

this book
yielding the breath
of beyond

the wind
tearing up the eyes
mine beheld

ashen wind —
all the mis-spent words
in my tongue

nature just being its ultimate ontology

this and that consensual haikucide

organo-intellectual compost bins

hear it!
the Lord's Prayer read
from a seashell

twilit beach
in the undertow
of silence

so few words —
the dewfall most acute
in its vanishing

from my pen
an hallucination
of loose ends

at sunset
a sea anemone
sucks in her blush

earth mother:
the you I once knew
now my dream