moon blossom —
another bull shits
its aha
March 2014
autumn harvest —
a demi-god sucks life
from its source
birth scream!
the soft susurration
of a cannula
a fetus
in all its fury
swims its wake
nothing
can image now
what remains
blood shimmer —
the necromancy
of old tides
within
a stillness stalks
the shadows
splitting the scales of sky homebound waders
lenten reflection —
dusk smudges the horizon
into the garden
rustic morn —
from suburban oaks
leaves unleaf
the light
enough of it now
to be a tree
bloodbeat moon —
a haka breaks down
resistance
bloodbeat moon —
ancestral visions writhe
through the rap
nevernight —
somewhere a bird calls
or not
no birth cry
from the surgical bowl:
bitter spring
autumn decay . . .
I measure the half life
of her smile
almsgiving —
solar panels reflect
the night moon
from beyond
a candle flickers
with beyond
autumn dawns —
all the absence
still to be
wind change —
morning passes by
belly up
Gaudete Sunday —
the ciborium so full
within the darkness
summer idyll —
a wild strawberry bobs
on her belly
after love
moonlight blurs
our edges
star stream . . .
the road within
darkens
leftover
drone of cicadas . . .
shopping mall
river fog . . .
the heart of darkness
overspills
autumn sky
darkness enters
the leaves
death march!
first quarter moon
in autumn
pre-born moon —
the sea swells up
in darkness
hush . . .
a leaf is loosening
its grip
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