Hibernation

clad with radiance
the garden sleeps quietly
all winter to dream

October

coffee goes cold fast
empty cove, tide is lower
the fish have gone south

haiku

hand leans into wind
hold two up for the future
hope peace victory

"objects in mirror..." [are closer than they appear] by vanessa mae

It's raining again

Rains, pours.

Of course, living is water. Water and sun...
Ice don't live. Cold is dead. Life is warmth.

Equilibrium is the end - Keep going!
Do it again, again is good. Again is life.

Let it rain.

Let it pour.

Let it grow.

Again

Closer to home

Alone in a tall room.
Buzzing glow of fake sun
Glances across the window while
Darkness eases everywhere else.

Sleepless awareness taking hold.
Undistorted by melting worlds
and fluorescent illusions.

From somewhere not me
an ancient courage awakes.
This thimbleful of chaos?
This universe, this eternity?

I AM

Unlock the door, step back
into the blue-black night.
Rediscovering old everything
The road looks different than before.

I'm getting closer to my home

The cruelest month

A thousand spring rains stir
Dulled memories of desire
Slash and tear, tines through turf
Regeneration taunts deathless decay
It's April in Zombieland

The fall

Autumn Leaves, by cedarkayak

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

"Nothing Gold Can Stay"
Robert Frost, 1923

Pre/post

And when I awoke
Everything remained
Everything crushed down
...continued crashing down
You were nowhere to be found

White

transportent storm
vapor veiled in light
whispers and wrath

Hello there

Conflict in our Hearts, disparate Desires desperate surge.
Whose Way? So you say.....wellish Wills wanton shake:

WANT! TAKE!

Because it's us/them night, and we paid to see a fight.

STAB! BITE!

hide Hyde, run like Hell

Morning initiative

red fox
backyard
spring rain
examine
perimeter
black crow
neil young
mossy hush
gentle drizzle
morning
initiative
casual trot
attentive aware
pause linger
move along

This way.....

You built a prison for yourself and called it The Way Things Could Be.

The Way Things Are made you free.