Thursday, August 1, 2019

crow story


all day
crow perched branches in the woods
speaking the language of black
absorbing all other colours
like death
like bare branches in June
like brown grass on the lawn
like dried day lilies

wise words tell me crows don’t like shiny
like compact discs twirling in wind
so I hang them from the trees
sway and spin
like dancer catching the sun
banishing the black

Tuesday, July 2, 2019

psalm XIV


birds echo this cloudy morning
sound fractured in branched woods
and my cold hands touch the warm skin of my ear
perked to hear birdsong
the music of summer winging

Monday, June 24, 2019

summer solstice


wait through
bare November branches
like death            sky scratch

wait December
gnawing cold through
dark       dark nights

wait white
winter sun glinting with
waves of chill

wait early Spring
like budding trees unfurl
with returning warmth

wait May
feel sun warmth
stealth approach

for this day of
earliest morn
and latest eve
for now summer frees us
wind washing all

Monday, June 17, 2019

Phil


practical close-cropped hair
above welcoming laugh
faith lived in doing

serving tables
frying rollkuchen
shaping and guiding young lives
around template of truth
crafting lyrics and melody
into songs of smiles and tears
carefully shaping resonant wood
with curved symmetry
instrumental in creating
family
that sings together the tune
of close-cropped servanthood  

Friday, June 14, 2019

look up


green arc of tree canopy
against refracted blue
in cloudless sky
framed by tall narrow window
in this darkish room

it’s the arc we live
so delicate wavering in wind
greenness our gift to the frame

gradual up and
gentle down

I only see part
through window
from one angle
from this far away
but the story is mine
below the dome of sunspilled blue

Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Wednesday

and so falls the rain
grass and dandelion stand to gain
on this droughted plain

Wednesday, May 22, 2019

psalm XIII

there’s a beat
elusive amid rustle of
hypnotic repetition
wind waving branches
inside fabric of new leaves

kick drum heart beat
beneath interweaving brass band
flights of finery

steady always there beat
the flap of wing in
massive blue infinite