Black and White

Silent Sunday

Front door sunrise, Arcata CA

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Something Greater

The hum
of a vision, effort
woven into a work of art
dew weighting down the tiniest of tendrils
one strand on its own, only a line
easily torn
but in time and with great effort and care
each well placed line becomes something greater
when strung together holding hands
holding on through the evening
chill and winds blowing from the north, testing
the strength of so much gathered between two grass lengths
grown tall from the summer sun
now holding up this web of detailed wondrous
intentional mesmerizing
daydream-starting
a masterpiece (more…)

Cosmic Blend

And easily my breath retreats
into the shadows of dusk-driven
light as the air
feeling quietly warm with the damp cold of night soon to come
silhouettes shine sharp and true
the sliver of the most dainty tiny moon calls out
hanging low (more…)

The Water Calls

Come dip your toes erase
the perfect stillness get comfortable stay
awhile allow the crispness of my waters
to fold around you to enliven your cells
to remind you of when you were younger, please
aren’t I inviting? (more…)

Soften

I am struck by the softness within the vast
expanse of my thoughts ever changing knots
exposed with the tidal shift of summer days
and endless waves of expected bliss yet I can see
there is more I need to feel and float upon
to give into and celebrate the siege (more…)

Tracks

Emotional tracks are never easy
to follow they wobble and clutch
question and borrow time
and again they pull me into the whir of what once was
old feelings just because
claws outstretched silent guard down with impatience
spreading thoughts of balance and breath retreating
carrying me away (more…)