Realized

Three nights I have lain awake Storming through half-sleep dreams And possibilities, thoughts, Mental magical carpets, Half real, half realized; Doors half opened and swinging Smooth computers peripherally Analyzing and verifying Believing yet incredulous Of the panoramic impossibility. The stark lightning of imagination Energized and rampantly naked; Leaping obstacles with merry, nimble feet Barely touching [...]

Hoping Like You

oh I hope for a natural disaster, too just like you, so I can make do with my own resources and tame wild horses to ride past the memories of fossil fuels. just an earthquake or two gentle enough to shake apart the concrete and steel, to crack the awful ribcage around the city’s broken [...]

Dowsing

One man walked through a cracked, dry land dowsing for the cairn of a woman. his spirits circled him like many wrestlers, fanning the wind into slight eddies, stirring the dust raised by each cautious footstep. one man seen alone with a forked stick walking away from a dirt-streaked car, a door hanging open like [...]

Cliffs Look Good in a Certain Way

the most damnable thing is that I’m wistful, how it could have been; a cliff by the ocean, powdery earth and a fistful of the tough grass to keep me from falling into a grey-green sky; an ocean with waves and tarnished sparkles to lap at the leaden bluffs where I first remember dreaming of [...]

Dead Parking Lot

drums, call the drums, beat the drums in a circle, summon sound from your skin, bone and muscled rhythms. spin the spinners, earth born, hearts beating taut, within, throwing warm loops of blood in long arcs through your bodies, racing and rebelling into movement.

Untitled Poem #145

you left me with a scarf which smelled like your summer rain; you had worn it in your hair and I had closed my eyes. I touched it to my face and imagined how your breath would come so close to me and how I’d hear your heart beating. you left your scarf behind a [...]

Another Poem that is Untitled

I know that something’s changed, my bear’s stomach smells like you again but I’ll yell to myself. you come walking through my daydreams as if you were some travelling Indian who I must chase off my land. my hair’s getting long and in my face; both yours and mine, they’re red and brown like all [...]

He Stood Like a Tree

he stood like a tree on the edge of a cliff before the sea and raised his arms as if wearing a cloak, as if they were wings. his voice flew to the clouds in the sky calling them to fly for him. the breathing of the wind hummed in his ears, the earth fell [...]

Thee Memorable Ocean of Dream-Boy

steve said C-R-Y [in hidden eyes] thee, tears may arrive. striped little boy I envy your dress AND your innocence. (shrieking) PAINTING, blowing multicolored bubbles through your paintbrush… I Re-Collect we begged lightning with fish from the solstice [once upon a time] when batteries ceased to function drums only drums and howling, croaking, baying; Fucking [...]

Untitled Poem #130

it’s a wonder that all of the leaves don’t get up and trundle around with all of the creatures that live just barely above the ground. the rocks and sticks on the earth, the streams and fields that I have crouched in, turning stones or wistfully hurried by hold the secret lives of things to [...]

Untitled Poem #-8

I lay claim to this piece of earth. something to lay my picnic blanket on when I’m dead. sometime when I don’t feel so lonely and afraid; somewhere to rest my head.

Antelope

I I beat a trash can like a drum in the alley behind your house at night when the stray cats gather on the fence around my feet. we are all going to fly to the dark side of the moon. II I see the big sack of your skin, hung up as if in [...]

Derivation of Kawabata

I see the rain breathe her mist over the mountains, marching relentlessly. a fog’s curiosity. smell the earth, touch the wet drops on a delicately outstretched ivy leaf.

Imitations of R.S. Thomas

Imitation of The Hand holding endless golden grains of sand at arm’s length – my hand sifts thoughtful each piece’s worth feeling the elemental drums of the earth. Imitation of The Island alone on an island, I build my own church to God and it was nothing because I’d rather have died.

Pinochle

decomposing, I lay in sleep, wrapt in the silk of a thousand worms, mixing with the rain and the earth and the air, melting like ice cream on the sunny sidewalk.

Derivation of Philip Larkin

my imagination has nailed my hands to the earth and will not allow me to pass. the grass presses into the shape of me and the earth forgives, crumbles away. I writhe on my stakes, arch my back and strain to tear them free my hands. poor blistered and chafed. I live.

Leonidas #6

To Thee, Mescalito, I give my frothy vomit, placed carefully in this humble bowl of earth, in prayer for a safe and enlightening journey.

Mushroom

savage mushroom, golden, proud rising from loose black earth; pale stalk, sponge, delicate and defiant.

Untitled Poem #86

My days are numbered In the belly of the beast Floating paper boats On a sea of stomach acid Journey to the center of the earth I encounter dinosaurs Huge and big gulping 7-11 insatiation Rod / Staff / Wand Berzerk.

Untitled Poem #11

My life is with what everybody has toyed Shuddering, quaking, my will is destroyed. I fall to my knees with a heart-rending cry That echoes around in an empty blue sky. Now the tears come, they come like a flood But it’s not saline moisture, it’s dark crimson blood Coursing down my cheeks, staining the [...]

Tempest

Cool wind whistles through the eves Caressing, searching, rustling leaves Over the horizon the storm does rise A tempest which is reflected in your eyes. A seething mass of whirling cloud Approaching and reinforcing doubt Resounding claps of thunder peal With what forces do we deal? Frightening fury, boiling mist Natural power clenched in a [...]

Bolt

A bolt of light Splits the heavens A brilliant sight It spares no grievings. To earth it streaks A fiery flash Frighten the meek O thunderous crash. Yet after the storm, all that was found Was a simply scorched impacted ground.

Dawn

The first misty light of dawn Caresses the edge of the world And turns grey clouds to pearl It wakens a peaceful fawn. Rosy pink shafts of sun Curve around a sleeping earth Dancing in their endless mirth Frolicking and having fun. Dodging between blades of grass Hues and colors, shades and tints Sage, tulip, [...]

The Wind Goes Round

The wind goes round and round the earth Never slowing, never stopping Seeing millions of people and millions of places And rushing by, always in a hurry. Always exhilarated and fresh, rejuvenated; A harbinger of weather to come Or a refreshing feeling, stirring the heat Rounding the sphere we call home. Moving, shifting, changing, revolving [...]