misty vineyard -
he was there
in the middle of the
rows
no end and no beginning.
his thoughts -
hanging like grapes
dark wine's secrets
gather
through the foliage
the milky way
dropped its last star
swift passage
breaking
beneath his bare feet.
another life
he thought, another thought
daybreak, the sun beneath the
rounded back of the hill
the dandelion's childishness
caught inside his iris
questions, answers
questioning past, present and
future, the faded colors of the
painting, repeat, ripples
three birds circling above
little did he know
I was watching
standing still
tasting his good night kiss
and smiles - his and mine
caught inside my iris.
daydream. life can be beautiful
if you live it simple
if you never cease to listen
if you wonder as you wander
things that matter lie scattered
on the path.
he drew near.
a bare breath
i called his name
he raised his head
dipped his fingers in the orange sky
and caught me like a butterfly
as i landed
the apple-tree shaking
behind, the wind taking
away and away
and a way, our scent, a story
without end and beginnings -
inevitably constance
made a whole.
giving one
a new meaning.
like a kind of thing
no one heard before
it's in everything
and it's hidden
it never dies
yet breathes
like you and me
it never speaks
yet its words are heard
in all four horizons
on the back of wind
that touches your cheek
or a moment's pause
in a shared kiss
in a heart beat
or a thing lost
who can tell
how a star is born
if you've never been
a color of sunrise
up on the hill
if you've never seen
the sun in the face of a flower
it's that common
and simple, like a thrush
or a birdsong
nothing to lose
yet holding it all
nothin
.
.
this is just to say
i am heart and blood
of yours I am heart beat
and thought of yours
I am a word you won't say
you are a look i won't
have enough of, this is not,
this is not a poem of two lovers
this is just to say
if you were a ship
I would have been the wind
our dreams' spin
at the time when the moon,
pale moon weaves. at the time of
shadows, at the time
of stars, captain
I will stand behind you
I will stand beside you
I will stand around you
keeping every treasure
sealing every second -
every question has its answer
~~~~
as i walked -
the fog descended
from the sky
heaven's cloth
for mortals
left naked by words
breaths turning liquid
under my feet
on the pavement.
as i walked -
the morning broke
into familiar sounds
a bicycle on a street corner
a man tipping his hat
doors flung open
trees stretching arms towards the sky
blooming in birdsong
as i walked -
lingering behind you
like fog
kissing your neck
like the wind
until the first ray of sun
shone and the fog fell
into a golden rain
heaven's cloth
for the land
left naked
by your turning
~~~~