Hemmed in by chosen
Memories
Discarded ones collect
Pools of regret
Out in the driveway
Older I get
Smaller the space
I inhabit
More selective
What constitutes
A treasure in my mind
Music, art and books
Unread stories
To discover soon as
I set foot
Out of the hallways
Of yesterday
Any day now
Once you are away
From your childhood home
Many years past
One still dreams
Of flying away from it
Telling you it's time
To move on
Long gone down river
From sacred moments
Of coming out
To the world
One still dreams
Of a sleeping lover
Tip toe past her
Not to awaken love
If she'd rather slumber
Moving through the world
Of faces lit bright red
At night by dining tables
Revelry and mist mingle
In the air
Faces become familiar
Still imposed on new..
Old loves flicker
Features compose comfort
We cannot move away
Neither day or sleep
The divine touch
A muse, a fire
A demi-god
Living humbly in suburbia
Capture our inner eyes
So that we may dream well
Forever
Oral histories magnify
Astronomical events
Cave art gallery
Match sedimentary layers
Outpouring of devotion
Astronomical event
Cave art theologian
My sentiment within
One, oral story teller
Other, evolutionary
How complementary
They could be
Can they evolve together?
Sew stories bound
By braided sweetgrass
Bonded by human nature
Volumes of unspoken story
Sit in digital pond
Stagnant, growing heavy
From lack of light
Let there be...
A source of great strength
A true friend who never betrays
The sleep that nourishes wisdom
More powerful than proving a point
It is golden
A sanctuary for the soul or
An ultimate weapon of power
Whether embraced or imposed
May your silence be filled with bird song and laughter
By this, if a weapon, may it lose its power.
Salty fingers sift tentatively
Crushed homes of crustaceans and invertebrates - bones
Glitter flickers in morning sun tricking me
Finally, a complete curl
Nestles in the cusp
Of my palm, cold water wrinkles.
So too, are you.
A prize worth waiting for
Admired amidst the mire of days and loves lost.
So too, nestled
In the cracks and lines
Of memories that ignite
The heart's flame
On cold midwinter night
Only one space
Big enough to hold
Love I never gave
Into your arms
Wanderlust
Takes me to wildest corners
Of intricate landsape
Innumerable explosions
Of spores, gills
Parasols of dew
They do not mind
How many they number
Two or thirty
The more the merrier
Shared essence of being
Though less gregarious
We humans seem
The bravest
Most courageous one
On the face
Of the earth
The one who wakes
Their truest self
Does their best
To face humiliation
They think they are alone
Until someone -
Rather than dart away
stand opposed or
Laugh in their face
- stands beside
Unites. Then they are two.
An honour it is to stand
With one who boldly
Nobly, quietly
Faces the day
Never alone
For those days
When nights drag on
Waking up takes far too long
Or you've been awake for hours
Nothing new
Rest your feet on the ground
Give your arms a hug around
There is plenty in the day
That you can do
Find a friend, child or pet
They will put your mind at rest
A warm touch to take the chill off morning's dew
Do the thing on the list
Wash the dishes, fold the towels
It's a meditative act
If you hum or sing out loud
Walk outside, breathe it in
Streetscape, sea or gardening
Soak in the air's attentive touch on skin
If the sky falls, step aside
There is somewhere you can hide
With your pet, child or friend and just play cards.
The End.
Thrumming of rain
In the morning
Steel roof
Orange lit sky
Bursts at dusk
Mountain shadow
Cadence of breath
Skip of steps
Sand and waves
Key of a song
Tells the tale
Of love's bond
Count the stars of heaven 