White bird
you fly in
on a chance breeze
and stand in haughty
silence
on the cattle backs
but we know you
waiting for a meal
elegant beggars
are beggars still
Tag Archives: poetry
night flowers
night flowers
the scent of promises
and dreams
hold your breath
the sunrise
evaporates
the magic
with the dew
googling earth
googling earth
I zoom
back
before everything changed
the world rushes up and
there
in morning shadows
our house
pausing
I look among the shades
to see
if our father
is in the yard
another old one
eyes opened wide
I have journeyed
past all imaginings
to the deep spaces
where tempests of longing
warp the fabric of my reality
sending me reeling
tumbling
falling
I have made you up
a thousand times
miracle of never
even with eyes closed
I see you
still
something old
once, twice
and once again
I do deny you
and instead turn inward
to the core of me
this sacred home
where gazing out
through shuttered windows
I see
I have changed the shape
of my shadow
a wakeful night 