the leaves
remarkable how they never stay
abort their promise for a breeze
the leaves are bound to spend the night
...
a sunshine flower needs to exist
many roads traveled
the hardness of rock
shaped differently
...
all much about you
she folds in
flannel sheets blanket
she folds all much
...
The guitar and cigarette burn melodically
I sit in the lounge hoping to train myself
No sitting in the lounge before the show starts
under my breath a few sad whispers
...
my chair from my chair
i write to you
me leaving for seconds
you my picture
...
My dry fist
faced with full expression
along this ties fisted chain
lock this grip
...
you row in an escape
in a sense resent me
gasping I left with no clothing
you watch me nakedly
...
night time breath in
sunshine breath out
heartbeat aim your light
some start with a call
...
Heaven will let us
will not chance it
how winter turns everything cold
yet we all know
...
I have come to the night
perhaps less fitting for the occasion
than if I came in the light
more prepared in clothing
...
turn of midnight
the light of day
fresh scrubbed and pulling her covers
leaving room for the night
...
this cloud a name
guide me in the reins
nestle in soft blue hugs
crisp sky as morning doves
...
Coves covered with moss
steamy river beds
a mark to the lost
the ship points north
...
How could you be so cruel
Banish this blade tempest
E’er so slightly over my mirth
I bow the strength to conquer
...
today i drifted upon
the summer glare
on the trees held an expression
though many times i least
...
i hope upon a sparkling mist
bridge at dew point north
unlike me i cast
is as if a shield
...
am I to see
across my eyes mind in tow
desert seas less bottom
honey to the soul
...
Woodland instruments play
the day is gold
have not to despise
our creatures unfold
...
The Leaves At All
the leaves
remarkable how they never stay
abort their promise for a breeze
the leaves are bound to spend the night
sleeping on a doorstep
or in some winter's way
we found in leaves
no one to come home to
the former in trees
softly clasped in prayers
at night we cover up
to slightly
leave a day that will never be
reaching for our correspondence
so our dreams won't leave us
without another day
we found in leaves
no one to come home to
the former in trees
branching out of fear
leaving former unknowns
so as not to despair
we hope the leaves
come back to give
their covering for the next year