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

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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