jot

flamenco
my eyes are dancing
to the happiness inside
no explanation

mid-day

reaction
like a skipping stone
my thoughts touch lightly on you
and my eyes smile

mixed bag

from Nantucket...
flash
fireflies wander
aimlessly from leaf to leaf
searching for summer

outside today (NOT Nantucket!)...
well-done
rocks baked by the sun
into white-hot bits of light
walking on the sky

just because...
shell
you have left me now
like a warm tide retreating
spirals on the beach

a return

I've been away. A needed recharge.
One for now. More to come.
Monsoons have started here in the desert.
Beautiful. Dramatic. Roiling.
blues greys yellows silvers greens...
so much depth to the sky
a crucible
the horizon
sharpened between sky and land


impending
I walk with the wind
swiftly to the storms black door
thundering answer

late/early

unfetter
why am I awake?
to see the stars crazy light
falling from above

saturday evening view

abandon
There, the small blue clouds?
They dance on the horizon,
twirling with the sun!

company
turning and diving
the bats join me on my walk
welcoming laughter

on the subject of need

puzzle
the purpose of need
what is not found in ourselves
filling the spaces

friday...indeed

verge
as I drift away
to leave the earth with the day
breaking barriers

thursday theme

enfold
how can I describe
the gentleness of this day
it embraces me

create
time stops as I walk
the mountains take a deep breath
and exhale the night

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It has been especially gentle in the desert lately.
quiet, peaceful, calm, expectant
Do we affect the world around us
by our own inner state?

wednesday/wonderfulday

loosed
I watch the pale light
gently wash the evening air
as I drift in thought

becoming
in closing my eyes
my boundaries disappear
I am that cool breeze

life scent
a small wondrous thing
came to me in the desert
the smell of damp earth

sunday

quest
I have swallowed fear
it left me hungry for life
honey on my lips

saturday

permanence
stretching and yawning
I slowly wake up and see
what never left me

uncontainable
where does it come from
this laughter that fills my heart
spilling from my eyes

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

the tide has turned...

a long walk

this evening
I walked in gold light
and breathed in the horizon
leaving doubt behind


growth spurt
as I pull my shreds
of dignity around me
I become taller
and slowly I look
into the eyes of the sun
returning the smile

as always

no jury
know this patient friend
I view myself more harshly
than you will ever

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

ok, enough of that s*it
time to
move
on
ahead
forward
come with me
and see
our eyes bright
as the mid-day sun

saturday PM

Cheshire grin
soft sky, blue velvet
that I rub my thoughts against
purring like a cat

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

everyone has
their own
point of view

saturday morning notes

pedal
lost in a quick glance
smiles are a slippery slope
time to use the brakes

tome
intimate and slow
my hands caress the pages
and I close the book

greeting
my ears have been closed
to the soft voice of water
whispers of living

exploring the dark

welcome
I take my darkness
and hold it tight in my arms
welding it to skin
.................................
physical pain
it fills every corner, not to ignored
then night slowly becomes
a screaming black hole
and you find yourself
endlessly falling
slowly spiraling
into darkness
of your own
private
hell
...............................
taste
swallow my darkness
and taste the smoke from my soul
a slow crimson fire
.................................

I am just exploring words, and my own psyche
everyone has a darkness
and a light
I want to look at both

not a haiku

the pain has left
but...for the moment
so have the words

late

deserted
awake, pain, again
the night stretched out before me
desolate darkness

sunday view

lens
I am stepping out
beyond your uncertain light
into my prism