Shivering and QuiveringDriving down these country roadsIn the dark so calm and coolWindows sunken in their seamsAnd here I sitShivering and quivering In the wind so fiercely freeFaster, the pavement beckonsNight air so seductive in it's scentDreams and oblivion prick the mindAnd here I sitShivering and quiveringIn the wind so fiercely freeThe world's cavernous mouth stretches greedilyAcross horizons, expansions, past the naked eyeA heartstring pulled in propinquity And here I sitShivering and quiveringIn the wind so fiercely freeThe hills rock like their made of ocean's pulseThe heartbeat seeps time's clicking and clankingNothing, in this moment, worth stopping forAnd here I sitShivering and quiveringIn the wind so fiercely freeDriving down these country roadsIn the dark so calm and coolWindows sunken, ships at seaAnd here I sitShivering and quivering In the wind so fiercely free
Warm my HandsWarm my hands, Bring them together I could wait as long as foreverBut something tells my heartIt's happening sooner than I thoughtA breath in the coldTo chase away the demonsI'll always fly closeTo whatever I believe inDon't leave me alone,Because by you, it feels like home.
Winter KnockingThe days are growing shorterWind is getting colderIt makes me restless.Winter is for dreamingAnd getting up and goingWinter is for trekking through feet of snowWinter is the excuse to goFar away, into the dark forrest dappled soWith snowflakes, with alone and not not aloneWinter is callingAnd I'm restless with its voice
Meeting PlaceI meet you in the hallwayYou're late, so I go find youYou greet me with a smileThat makes me always want to rememberA blush creeps over your face,You chuckle, and I laugh,An awkward pair are we, But I wouldn't trade you for anythingYou repeat your questions and I study you distantly with a smileNervous, but hopeful, the both of usMaybe... just maybeYou offer to walk me outThe sun blazes in our facesA beautiful wind is blowingAnd the day is bright and coolI won't be distant. Not this time, nor ever again.I want you to know me
A BreathSmile for meChase away realityJust for a moment,A breath, a flicker of timeSay just for a second That life is divineWith a smile, so sweet,Since they're catching, like rhyme If you show me your grinYou will also see mine
Fog NightWhen there's a view to be seenAnd fog to seep inIt swallows the lights that accompany nightI daresay it's thrilling,Scary and chillingTo see such an empty and cavernous mouthStealing the lights of the eveningAnd making false courage fly south
Fog EveningFogged treetop limbs welcome panthersTo the mind, dragon's gazesFrom the pale grey skyForrest facades jungleThough facade it can't denyThe mind is but a harborFor opportunity's past by
Fog DayIt's so cold, I can't even take itThe chill is engulfing my joy and mindIt's not the pure chill of winterIt's the damp, fogged chillThat leaves me shaking through my tears
Conversing with the CatCat whisker on my floorThick as a ropeSharp as a quillMy cat nods his headLime eyes watching I smile at himAnd he yawns in return
Bigearswebbed wings aflutterfurry flyer zips, zigs, zagscatching bugs and vibes
The Forecast is Freedom umbrellas raisedagainst a rain of teargas — heroes every one
Impromptu Astronomy a pierced receiptcasts a shadow on my shirt eclipse watching
The MoonThe moon in the sky,It shines the path in the night,Travel safely, Child
moving awayfraying on sidewalkleaves reach out small arms, trembleoutwearing edges
Bedtime singing lullabieshe holds onto my collar — again?
The Grand Circle - Grizzly CreekLeaving Denver we climbed up into the Rocky Mountains, slowed by our capricious car. Through deep tunnel and vaulted vale we crossed the continental divide. Then down, down, endlessly down as our ears ached with the pressure change. For my young son it was all a bit too much, so we turned off at a rest stop to stretch our legs and relax. We ended up near Grizzly Creek on the Colorado River, an oasis of calm in our hectic day. With our magpie guide we walked a winding trail down to the river. There we sat for a long spell, drinking in the view. Then, as if reading my very thought, my son knelt down and selected a pebble to throw into the river. We stayed there for quite a while soaking up the sun, taking great pleasure in the search for beautiful stones to return to this glorious river. on a river bankhe picks through mud with care for just the right stone —leaning out, fearlessly farhe casts i
063. Cold EmbraceThe silent fall of snowflakesCrowns the mountains' lavender summits,Wrapping them in cold embrace.
One Bright FeatherLast upon the old stone ledgeLights the autumn leaf –One bright featherFrom phoenix wings.
Haiku 4Grey skies thick todayThe air is cool and wispyRemembering sun