Dancing on the Beach

Sunlight slips past unnoticed
as she marks her spot
in the sand

lit from behind
a gargantuan wash of
burnt embers
fortell the bonfires



unconcerned she starts
the song...
a beat, stacatto rhythm
electric drums
crooner calls
passion
to passion





a breeze unease
homeless in her wake
hips and pelvis
turn and twist


limbs respond, reverb
and sway taking off
she flies across
hardpacked sand
crashing waves

lost in trance
alive with fire
a moving spirit
pulls her up
and knocks her down


twirls her
across
to the other side
of
her dream


and those left watching
remain unseen

After Breaking

Stabbed to bleeding but not to
detachment
limping with stinging discomfort
to remind the offender of
his crime

Days pass in relative
sameness
Familiar sun, shining on the same
tree branches
same food filling an unhungry
belly and
mixing it all up
flipping it all inside and
out

Slowing beside Rapids

Bluer and bluer again the sky
dwarfed us
we walked, pausing
beside rushing waters
swirling eddies of multidirectional
currents
seeming a rush of unified onslaught
revealed at odds
apart
perpendicular in their
pursuit
of the downstream haven
mesmerized and wishing to
go down
down
down
without losing
self
amidst
unwelcome comrades


saved at last
we found one
hairy arachnid and
one slovenly caterpillar
to join us back on land
free from the pull
of the whirlpool
free to walk in
two straight lines
touching only
where our fingers brushed
one another

Empty Your Vessel

Let in a drop of water
to slide down a parched throat
tasting a thousand years of
rusted swords, lost in the
mud
washed from the battlefield
as swiftly moving currents
stole away struggling limbs
silencing cries for mercy with
thunderous insistence

Outward to join briny waters
where deeply hidden
creatures created before marching soldiers
coming to rest upon
hovels and burrows
calling tentacles to
taste ruined flesh
and porous bones
leaving small evidence
of battles lost
or won
but promising adequacy
as cleansing waters
turn
struggle to dust
leaving only a
small remembrance
a ring of silver plain and glinting

love left upon a quilt
twice touched by slick passion
once folded, shelved
motheaten
(weeping still)

Thirst unmet
sullied with a flavor of
decomposition
too long to cleanse
blood, love, lost
to the untouchable
will of
entrepeneurs

Beside lakes and rivers
safely sought
camps built near
fresh water
beneath a universal moon
shining for
hope to bring
a new start
to
a widowed world.

Friday's Rap

Nothing’s flowing from my brain
Not a word to ease the pain
Dropped my pencil on the floor
Watched it rolling out the door
Rose to follow, grab it back
Cross the threshold
With a whack
Banging heads, you’re coming in
With my pencil and a grin

“Here it is now sit on down!”

Smiling still, despite my frown.

“Write of life and far off dreams
Plans and hopes, and crazy schemes…
Fill us all with sage advice
We will come back and read twice
Fill our hearts and feed our souls
Raise our spirits set our goals.”

Purpose hidden, tried to see
Clouded muse neutralizes me

Just need...

A day to fill with my own dumb plans
Making music anywhere I can
Free my heart and free my mind
Lead me on where I can find
Life awake and moving fast
Jumping in never looking back
Snapping fingers , swaying hips
Twirling legs, and pursing lips
Shoulders moving , paint the scene
Ribs a swirling in between
Connect this woman to the words
Find a voice you’ve never heard
Real and true and so organic
calm and fresh, no signs of panic
Wrapped within my own embrace
Flying off without a trace.

Dead in the middle

At the center of it all
Dead in the middle
There is an indescribable ache
That pervades and pulls the strength
Saps the energy of her faith
In righteousness
It cancels her firm belief that
Right and wrong
Actually exist
There must be some part of
What does not happen
That should
And of what should not happen
That does
For the innocent
Still perish and the blameless
Still bleed
so
Why would it matter for her to hold on to something
That might not be real
.

Love story

green leaf holds cool drop
of silvered water
shining
in sunlight
forgotten

slipping through
unnoticed as
sister rays
reflect back
into a crystalline sky

bewitched by a
smooth glow
captured there
awaiting the power
of a day's heat
they meet and
dance slowly
together

One to one
undiscovered yet
perfectly matched
drops allign
and hold on
tightly
boiling
slowly

escaping
vapor flies free
seeping
into air
joining with others
lost amidst
the fog

remembering still
searching always
among the sunbeams
for the perfect fit
a matched
pair

somewhere in
the sky