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03 Jul 2020

aerials in the sky


as you can see the sky remains the same
that is constantly changing
testing thought & imagination
by way of day & night & wind & rain
variable sun angles playing with
the phases of the moon

but on the ground things are much different
where change is as fast as light
mountains erupting & seas rising
her people afraid but ever hopeful
innovating new ways to touch the sky
one arrow at a time




july two thousand twenty
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12 Jun 2020
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not a cloud in the sky


how many adjectives for the sky
do you keep in your pocket
long written down & folded into
an origami passport
open & closed with your eyes shut so many times
you wonder would it be best
to put them down in braille rather than words
or perhaps translated into countless languages
so when any moment good or bad
spontaneously presents itself
there’s not a chance in hell you will fail




june two thousand twenty
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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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21 Jul 2014
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when young he dreamed of touching the sky


when pretending to sleep in the crib
many friends of the family
came and went
commenting about this and that

my conscience told me this is exactly
how it will be in the end

bored from all the attention
I fell asleep and
dreamed of becoming the man
who lived to touch the sky




july two thousand fourteen
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04 Dec 2012
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And So the Skyclimber Climbs


The candles burned to mask the smoke
lingering in the air. He was certain
he’d been in this room before,
though it reeked of unfamiliarity.

He continued on through interconnected taverns
that wound upward toward the sky.
Each passing story flashed old photographs
into his mind, only to dissolve and then
reproject themselves as stars in the sky.

Unclear how high the stories went
on and on he scurried. Up above, he swore,
lay reality; down below was just a past
that begged a sniff of upward mobility.



originally written
march two thousand seven
rewrite and recording
december two thousand twelve
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Posted in Dreams, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , ,
27 Apr 2012
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freefalling


when the earth fell
i found myself alone;
this new atmosphere
made me nice and warm.

i heard a voice sing
and i knew i wasn’t alone;
with eyes closed
i found new colors.

in the sky i spotted a jewel
fall with an explosion;
the spectacle made me laugh,
helped me move on.

april two thousand twelve
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