Her stillness
Her silence
Earns her
The title
Gazed upon
Kissed without
Consent
Not her strength
Timelessness
Resistance to
Constant elements
Those would reduce
Her to rubble
Erode her perseverance
Reclaim the landscape
Ancient hero
No fairytale
Giddy Girl who ate the wrong apple
How terrible
There is no way we can move
On, over, away, out
We simply grow the strength
To carry loved ones along
Within
Shallows of safety cove
To love
In absentia
I always say
Maybe it will feel
Different in the morning
Waiting for the wind
To change
River in spring with snow melt, I am
You an ancient mountain steady and unchanged, solid
How does one learn?
Pure observation.
I dare not chip away or erode its surface.
Clear pools of rainwater collect
Only showing my reflection
The endless sky.
It gives away nothing of itself.
I can't know anything.
Those who can sit in silence might hear something.
Spring river is not capable of silence.
Though how beautiful when the river pours through the mountain.
They are made for each other
Without the other, no richness of life.
Here's to unfinished
Work of art
Begging to converse
Tease of drip of acrylic
Poised end of brush
Imagination fills places
Where longing left off
Blank space...
Neither up nor in
Constant as the sun
Giving vibes of life
Warmth and light
Though sparks, fire ignite
So too, my heart
Darkness evaporates
Into morn
Dreams dissipate
Plans borne
Days began with a shake
From my bunk
To swing a sextant
On the bridge wing
Eyes fixed on
Horizon and stars
Now her warmth bleeds
Into my eyes
Setting my heart
On fire once again
Allow me to launch
An idea, feeling
Observation
Into thin air
Let it hang
As long as it will
Neither deflate
Or fill with hot air
Shoot down or up
To the atmosphere
Satellite of love
In orbit
Confidently, I play
Right on her doorstep
Knowing full well
She is often somewhere
Else with someone else
I soak in the presence
Pacific Gulls and seals
Fitness freaks and
Dogs on leash
But mainly, the presence
Of myself
Count the stars of heaven 