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05 Jun 2016
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seeking perfection from within


there is nothing new under the sun
though I continue to search for the
glory of the coming of perfection

throughout the journey there are
wind chimes offering clues where
perfection may be resting
wind chimes made from bamboo to glass
from copper to crystal to sterling silver

the wind will you show the way
is what I thought they conveyed
but it was the nearby stream
that actually whispered to me

do not be lonely here on this earth
is what I thought I heard between
the chimes and the water’s flow
do not be sad the voice went on to say
for you see
the perfection you seek
can be found
by simply closing your eyes


june two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , ,
04 Jun 2016
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hitching a ride back home


there is magic in the fields
you can feel it
a sort of cosmic energy
forced upon the earth from
unknown galaxies

far away from city lights
alien forces
settle in peaceful places
careful not to disturb
the natural order of things

I didn’t choose to be cast
away from perfection
but I’m thankful to be back
after traveling ninety trillion
and one hundred miles


june two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Aliens, Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
12 May 2016
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and then we laughed like nothing had ever happened


they swept in from the northwest
just as the dipper came into focus
wings spread wide and soaring
revealing ever brighter lights

they relaxed their claws
releasing scarlet and golden petals
falling like confetti
drifting and fading
manipulated by a friendly wind
whistling and
whispering

I heard from an old friend
there is still magic in the skies
and if you give yourself plenty of time
it will one day make you cry


may two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
03 May 2016
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and all that was meant to be


these precious days pass by
like a picture book dream
featuring rolling hills and
psychedelic fields
filled with buttercups
and honeybees

diving off a mountain bluff
you slowly descend
circling an umbrella of trees
guided by a willful power
taking you to the stream

alone you stand calling out
without saying a word
and all that was
and all that was meant to be
filters through your sparkling eyes


may two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Dreams, Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
30 Apr 2016
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the bluest of november days


those bulbs I planted in november
keep quiet underground
buried like bad memories
dying to stretch to the surface

by the time january arrives
all is but forgotten
wiped away by a clean
sheet of freshly fallen snow

march came roaring in like a lion
and departed like a lamb
the jet stream passing favors
to the earliest of risers

on may day the flowers opened
bright and smartly sassy
I smiled but then remembered
about the bulbs
and sadly I was taken back
all the way to november


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , ,
28 Apr 2016
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gone for the winter and promise to return


please forgive me for asking
but how much in the world
did you pay for your time machine

do you sleep in it every night
turning back time
or do you always look so lovely by
possessing the kind of fountain
long sought after
but never found by modern man

years pass by and my body
gradually gives way
my heart growing weary
(not from worry
but) by forgetting to keep
your beauty all to myself

in the cool autumn air
I wave goodbye as you leave me
never looking back

you say the time machine
will one day bring you home

you say the southern waters
welcome us both

but I concede I must stay behind
keeping the winter warm
while praying for your safe return


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , , , ,
26 Apr 2016
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at one with the stream


there is the constant running of streams
sometimes serene
often chaotic
always never-ending

when rain falls so hard you can’t hear it
but it’s there in your heart
water rolling down
keeping you alive

eventually it flows into your daydreams
nourishing your soul
refreshing your spirit
opening up the way


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
25 Apr 2016
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I lost my smile and moved along


these feathers cannot tickle me
they only make me sad
knowing once they soared above
in search of one true love

these feathers I did come across
beyond the beaten path
black and white and gray like a ghost
commingling with rotting leaves

to pick them up and take them home
or let them fade where they will
I lost my smile and moved along
knowing later I’d retrace my steps


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Birds, Nature, Poetry and tagged , , , ,
23 Apr 2016
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Universally Dancing


Spring is here and spring shall stay
like precious childhood memories
lingering in the background
forever reminding you
nothing ever really grows old

Green is not quite the same
as the green of spring
emerging anew from the thaw
like an arm reaching out
requesting to be waltzed away


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
22 Apr 2016
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introspection


fields of wildflowers stretched
as far as the eye could see
and I stood there
unmoved
void of emotion
believing its beauty
could never belong to me

cloudless skies of blue stretched
as far as the eye could see
and I stood there
motionless
hopelessly lost
looking for a sign
I was not alone in this world

daylight turned to dark
and I surrendered to the earth
fell asleep in the open
curled into a ball
like a seed
praying for the rain
to bring me back to life


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
17 Apr 2016
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birdsong in my mind


sorrowful soul mate
casting nets
from a sparse pine
comes up empty time & again

determined to move on
one tree at a time
the song forever weaves
through solitary twilight


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Birds, Micropoetry, Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
07 Apr 2016
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garden of confusion


wind chimes chatter in the mist
varied in pitch and velocity
powered by dark winds
swirling past steel spiders

rusty fish swim by twilight
nipping at one-legged flamingo
all tucked in for the night

silent rocks in aerated streams
attract ceramic turtles and
green neon frogs
settling on that perfect spot

avian whispers segue into
full-fledged sirens
scaring the wildflowers away


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , ,
02 Apr 2016
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lilies of the field


little flower
do not grow old today
keep yourself firmly grounded
in the earth
and resist the temptation
to be cut
to be owned
only to be resold

little flower
do not weep today
but welcome the wonders
of the world
with open eyes
and open arms
reaching for the sun

little flower
do not die today
like those gone before you
in seasons past
beckoning you
flying past you
courtesy of the wind


april two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
18 Mar 2016

the beauty of the endless sky


first the brooks and the streams
and the creeks evanesced

suddenly going back to the well
was not an option

endless skies displayed the prettiest
of the blues in no particular order
ghost white and cerulean
ultramarine and
robin’s egg

the beauty of the skies continued on
for weeks and then months
unnoticed by the inhabitants searching
to quench their thirst

and soon thereafter the rivers ran dry
and the oceans receded

the mass migration had begun


march two thousand sixteen
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28 Feb 2016
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my sweet lady in pink


the apple lives large
atop the head of tells
or so the story goes

bad ones get tossed from
beneath bridges by
witness protected trolls

I’ll be damned if you can’t
find a bad seed in this
eight by eight orchard

gravity knows no bounds
not as long as dear Isaac
has anything left to say

fleshy and newly picked
still life object shines
brightly upon teacher’s desk


february two thousand sixteen
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Posted in Nature, Poetry and tagged , , ,
08 Feb 2016
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lunar new year


new moon rises over aquarius
directing my attention to the 4th house
an empty nest simmering with thoughts
stirring and swirling with a little
help from mars and uranus
stoking the fire so to speak
pushing and pulling unnecessary things
encouraging inner conflict
that doesn’t deserve to be unleashed

this new moon in aquarius
seems to know everything
testing one’s resolve by delivering
glad tidings and dire straits
directly to my front door

determined not to give in
I breathe deeply in the silence of the mind
choosing instead to scatter
seeds in all directions
knowing full well
inner workings are best gathered
when the moon is full


february two thousand sixteen
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