Rhythm The rhythm of the waveswashes the airan ever changing ostinatoSoon fades with the tidesEach time the sameEach time different Leaf upon leaftree upon treeshimmer the mountain in sunlightwhisper on the waves of windEach time the sameEach time different The kiss lingersThe lovers love againUrgently merge waves of savage tendernessIn a counterpoint of shared ecstasyEach […]
A thousand ptolemies lie dormant in my breast comfortable false conjectures that conveniently fit the facts universes so reasonable and yet so wrong at their heart. Where is my observatory? How shall I perceive it? How […]
(originally written in foot-high letters 100 yards across a beach) ebb and tide wind and wave will steal these words yet I will for a moment steal the silence from this sand […]
the dozens of living swansseem amazingly like the real onesI know from Disney from plastic and concrete in the old woman’s yard from childhood picture booksI had never seen a real swan aren’t they supposed to be in a lake don’t their necks form hearts? where is the music […]
photo © 2009 Steve Berardi | more info (via: Wylio) the desire came uninvited unreasonable untouchable by my own derision or the inevitable scorn of wife mother father friend boss and even Goda mountain that stands unmoved against wind against storm […]
orange twilight glows over the waters fir silouettes stretch across the horizon along the island mountains beyond beyond metaphorbeyond storybeyond discontent the shaded path meanders mile after milethe silent and persistent life of the forest moss and fern and woodtranscends scientific explanations the seeking […]
O and the ocean does churnand the mountains do standand the sun does shine across the waters And all the criticsfight the constant tideof trivia and envy and need The tiny child rests againstits mother’s quiet breastsafe and unknowinga part ofapart fromall the angry urgent majestic world.
silent wild fury
descends from deep heights
quiet I stand
made of secrets
It was the awlthat blinded little Louisthat was usedto create the first braille. It was the everymanthe destroyer of sons and daughtersthe wounder and the woundedthe patient and the doctorthe blind leading the blind. I am the blind oneI am the maker of waysfor all of us unhealed.I tell rumors of light and colorand unseen […]
“Then He said, “Take now your son, your only son Isaac, whom you love, and go to the land of Moriah, and offer him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains of which I shall tell you.”” Genesis 22:2, NKJV. Your son your only son whom you love: Take him tie him […]