We are from the sea and to the sea we must return — Last night the water was charcoal with blushes of red I kept the stroke of my oars from matching my heartbeat the broad-beamed boat so much like a painting hanging on the wall in my childhood room Wooden gunwales, oars thicker than arms dark cloudworks menace off the starboard bow, I am…

The world viewed through melted glass — Machines feed me honey artificial bees make it, I think, there aren’t any real ones left, these days too many things shine They won’t tell me my name The machines dress us all in white and we are arrayed like ceramic statuary, sunning in recliners out on a hill among their gleaming skins…

Loving is sharing —

A poem about sharing wonder —

I chase the moon tonight — The sun rules the day through brute heat and blinding light; the moon weaves magic to rule the night I chase the moon I chase the moon through latticed leaves of lofty trees past muffin mounds of darkened hills and scudding clouds that stretch and veil over rolling rim and sinking swale…

Forgiving others is often easier than forgiving ourselves — Morning came barefoot on timid feet egg of sun cradled in lace pine boughs weathered memories crowding in dragon teeth sown in shadows so many many years ago Heart empty as an echo I walk among the twining trees a skeleton forest to tread lightly lest conscience drop its gavel and contentment be a…

Nothing moves except the shadows — and the sun set, and all the journeying ways were darkened Homer, The Odyssey, Book 11.12 I sit and watch the day fade pools of golden light glitter on deck planks dewy from afternoon showers A time for thinking, remembering and as thoughts take shape inside my head words lead the way…

What remains when the noise goes away —

Songs of the yogi master — always seek the highest ground and dwell in remote mountains with the great snow lions live free from claims and demands removed from the world’s wars, turmoil, and confusion we will keep warm by kindling a tantric fire deep within, our sustenance will be thought a mindfeast of concentration, our wealth, inner satisfaction…