Saturday, March 28, 2009

zen noir

I see how it is

tea, women & oranges
best weapons ever

Friday, March 27, 2009


look at how he swims!
the happiest little frog
knows not to worry

anchors a-wait-less
floating free without a care
this is how to fly

stop your holding on
he who would live happily
changes frequently

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

for that highest price
perhaps, on a hill with you
magic could happen

young boy runs
coat flapping open
signs of spring

celebrate movement
the sheer joy of this weather
arms & legs pumping

breathe it in
awash in sunshine
sparkle on

Sunday, March 15, 2009

signs of spring

seats await tourists
the sun's angle is shifting

winter purified

pre-spring colors glow

branches tipped with hopeful sap
leaves and fruit to come

come close to
this stored power
can you see?

day lilies
start small and rise up


Saturday, March 14, 2009

I swear to live

sooner or later
every curse is a prayer
a grand irony

in the center of
my bitterness a small seed
sweetness lies in wait

die to this moment
dive into the deepest void
in order to live

Thursday, March 12, 2009

there is too much noise
rattling around in me
buzzing of stories

unhook the harness
stop holding it all back now
let the beast roam free

wander in the field
there must be something alive
new green shoots of grass

I chew thoughtfully
attempting to rid my self
of all false stories

ray of light

bring them to the light
these hidden motivations
look but do not judge

there's really no rush
but everyone still hurries
slow the moment down

prismatic essence
rays angle and reflect love
even when I hide

Sunday, March 8, 2009


don't bring a full
to the mountain of knowledge
catch the better view

Thursday, March 5, 2009

rocky mountain high

cheery red berries
wrinkled by winter's ravage

one points up, one down

I think the tree sees
slowly and with purity

patience is its crown

lichen grips the stone
but it seems like a sea shell

misplaced on dry land

glorious breakfast view
coffee tasted much better

when sipped on your couch

Monday, March 2, 2009

holding you tightly

this moment of noticing
squeezing out our tears

exquisite sunlight
spears through the clouds so brightly
unexpected warmth