from behind the door...

filled
suspended in need
night wings brush against warm skin
silence enters me
...........................

tonight I found myself
so close to the words
that I stopped
paralyzed by their truth

talking to the moon...

ebb
waves break on a beach
a rolling tumble of words
rising with the tide

eyes open

fog
lost in our own worlds
we fail to see each other
grey trees before dawn

tonight

news
I answered the phone
and my world quickly changed
I am left adrift

I take it with me...

landscape
within these thin walls
I feel the sky in my eyes
where mountains reside

stones

found
something forgotten
in my rush to move forward
strength from the silence

starting—out

mine
taller than a dream
shadow on a canyon wall
dancing with grey stones

2010

no haiku
fireworks
the phone rings
my daughters voice
a full moon watches
cold champagne shimmers
a coyote, frightened by the noise
runs past me so close I could touch it
and I hear its sharp breath

.............................................

catch
"Where are you going?"
words thrown at me from a song
and I threw them back

.............................................

heard
from out of the dark
his voice tore the night in two
ragged hole of fear

(I never saw him
I have no idea who he was
why he was yelling
why he was running
it ended with a sound
like a shot)
....................................

was nothing...

reaction
sound, where none should be
slices its way up my spine
turning me to ice

shades in the shadows...

siren
inside these four walls
I still feel the deep twilight
ceaselessly calling

angel
sitting by my bed
with a voice of endless night
dreams woven with stars

eyes open...

wake
walking in my sleep
from day to dream, dream through day
then to vibrate life

out of range...

tonight
I am stretched thin
worn-out with expectations
pieces scattered, lost

...........................
others expectations
not mine

...

suspended
with a bright silence
in a room frozen in time
slowly, walls crumble

serenade
light sweet notes dancing
like sunlight put to music
crimson feathers flash

random...

solid
be silent and still
let voices wash over you
to leave you untouched

no more
always in waiting
but life doesn't stop to chat
running to catch up

box
so easy, the known
and so hard to look beyond
to find ourselves

thoughts outloud...

wall
under a grey sky
silence rolls off the mountains
crashing over me

spread
voices like ripples
on the surface of twilight
clear fathomless depths

voices
sun and blue shadows
give the mountains their voice
hush, be still...listen
....................................
outside 2 days in a row, same place
with different people
and was myself...a different person each time
they all fill a need, some part of us
not complete without it
it is not always clear
the why, behind the need
but it doesn't make it less real
less necessary
less wanted

...

listen
why am I awake?
the night promises answers
then Orion speaks

history

direct hit
tossed gently to me
I caught your slip of a smile
from across the room
to land in my heart
one step ahead
of your eyes

and it filled me...

valley
holding the silence
in a bowl of stone and sky
indigo shadows

sunday evening...

solitude
walking through dark trees
I hear twilight softly sing
while clouds burn above

caught words...

peek
there is no hiding
in a room full of shadows
from the moons full gaze