stop and watch these words
glowing...fading...expanding
they can pass through walls

like breathing, a touch
so needed, trails along skin
slow discovery

on air thick with the
smell of pine and creosote
the river races

the net has been cast
pulling deep beneath green waves
eyes locked on the stars



water surrounds me
even here in the desert
heart beats and waves crash

gathering myself
small pieces thought lost, found in
unlikely places

sifting through the night
sparks of thought through my fingers
whispers on the floor

knowing no other
I can only return here
lost inside myself

..........................................................
but I choose to be lost sometimes

whether it's in myself, out past the horizon,  or deep in dark eyes

I find so much when I'm lost, and then...see the world differently

there is a beauty in the unknown

loosen with the heat
now melt into me slowly
the taste of salt warm

okay, here we go...

caution, I am wordy tonight

I have no desire to hide the years I've lived
if it puts me in a different place 

than the people around me
(not a better place, 

or a clearer place,
just different)

so be it
I will ask questions

I will wonder and explore
I am looking for honest answers
they will not hurt or stop me
but might change me
and make me better

in different phases of life,
we ask different questions

I cannot ignore mine
but maybe I need to
temper my search
take a breath

be still

..................................................................
I wrote tonight
built-up impressions
and experiences

from recent days

(what are Sunday nights for?)
each happened
and was felt

do not think

you know me
unless you ask
...............................................................

trapped by the music
it held me without remorse
stripped me to my bones

holding back the miles
words of love become bridges
eyes close, you are there

trying not to look
too much hope in those dark eyes
I am not the one

there is even more
go to the edge of the sky
stop there and listen

beauty in a glance
chance a look or slow smile
the earth shattering

why is it so hard
to speak with an open mind?
we assume too much

the people I know
twisting tendrils of clear light
circling the globe

hush now, be quiet
stop the chatter with a thought
softly to the floor

I am not enough
there is too much need out there
stretched transparent





now still your mind, and
stop...hold me...gather me up
pieces make the whole

a wonderful thing
water flows in the desert
dreams in a mirage

left without fear, and
stripped of all expectations
we vibrate through air

I am but pale foam
reflecting on the surface
dark ocean of night
.
.
.
looking up to see
life's slow celestial dance
constellations form
.
.
.
and I fall deeper
cool water slides over warm skin
stars rise from my wake

I cannot hold back
sparks dance up and down my spine
words evaporate

behind my eyelids
night settles in cool dark waves
stars shine in the depths

slide over my tongue
a gaze that tastes like honey
spilling on my skin

on being myself...
I am not responsible
for your point of view

....................................................................................
there is much thought and searching behind this one
an ongoing realization...an ongoing acceptance
hard to write for the very reason it was written

a definite 'word' theme lately it seems
what is said and what is left unsaid
when they seem so unnecessary
which is more often than not
...how they look even
I am fascinated
by all of this
question

observe
explore
search
listen
share
trust

fumbling for words
my mind as clear as water!
I wait for the waves

settling slowly
the air thick with muffled heat
life in slow motion

I fell in your eyes
as I was looking for words
you softly smiled