The lace of clouds
Gentle and shy
Dawn smiles
Greeting the light
Woman’s scent
On the breeze
Yellow meadow
Opening gate
Footsteps in
My flowers
With a warm tooth
She makes a red
Bed full of her
Lust for blood
Monday, February 15, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
A Star is Born
Before your beginning
Atoms are like stars
Awaiting the hand
Lifting them up from
The browns in the
Ground to live
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Dying was waking up
On the other side of
The quilt we made
Death just the period
At the end of your
Life long quest
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An instant of conception
Initiates an individual
Book of experience
Neither here nor there
But beyond all horizons
Where God illuminates you
Atoms are like stars
Awaiting the hand
Lifting them up from
The browns in the
Ground to live
--------------
Dying was waking up
On the other side of
The quilt we made
Death just the period
At the end of your
Life long quest
--------------
An instant of conception
Initiates an individual
Book of experience
Neither here nor there
But beyond all horizons
Where God illuminates you
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Risky Business
Writing on the glass sky
In red ink drip by drip my
Blood slips out of my eyes
Running down channels to lips
Then finger tips and my pen
Capturing each instant in
Atomic quantum detail
Knowing full well it
Would go down in
The ‘Book of Life’
Write carefully
Live strong
Die well
Friend
In red ink drip by drip my
Blood slips out of my eyes
Running down channels to lips
Then finger tips and my pen
Capturing each instant in
Atomic quantum detail
Knowing full well it
Would go down in
The ‘Book of Life’
Write carefully
Live strong
Die well
Friend
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