*
not aware
of the season
I am in confused
by what used to be
normalcy
difficult is my new
ground hard to plow
to distinguish for
sure impossible
to thread on
.
.
Apr16
Normalcy
Tag Archives: nature
Jan31
Out Of Darkness
*
out of darkness
I hear my steps
defining the path
I barely see ahead
behind me far away
echoes the lights
.
blown away by
the summer tempests
two seasons ago
yet no healing
standing defined
no hope calling out
.
.
Jan2
January Morning
*
out of the dark gray morning
the turtle dove calls
.
same song she plays
on all seasons to call me
.
out of sleep into the awakened
daily life the tiresome day life
.
holding a couple of songs
such as hers
to keep me standing
.
Sep26
Let Things
*
let things slip away
so not to sink
let words come out
precise
.
try things out those
that come your way
nothing comes around
twice the same
.
look around now
breathing in awe
.
Sep12
Noticing
*
it takes some time
to still my thoughts
to rid my eyes of this
perpetual blindness
.
to notice the greenery
around my bench
.
to come alive truly
by noticing the little
masterpieces laid
out there for me
.
Sep5
Whiteness
*
I talk too much
we all talk too much
we need to go back
to whiteness to
a time of meditation
.
to that suspension
that is before
creativity kicks in
conceiving
miracle after miracles
.
Aug29
The Heat Void
*
all the birds
are gone
either the torrid heat
or the tempest
scared them away
no more
dawn or night singing
such solitude
as this void settles in
.
Jul4
The Park Bench
*
now it’s my turn
to be sitting on
a park bench
alone listening
something is coming
what is is coming
.
Jun27
Morning
*
the sound of the wind
through the leaves
among the summer
.
bird’s songs
.
prior to the midday
stillness burning
willingness away
.
Jun6
Today
*
I am a drawing compass
one feet pointed the soft
one bent on a dance to
go from here to there to
close the circles to jump
out to run free today
.
May30
Life
*
the rainstorm last night
came
and left us exhausted
.
the morning rose
stretching
brighter than ever
.
every greenery
greener
thriving to new
.
.
May3
How Thick
*
how thick
is my gaze
laying upon
an object
.
but what
lightness
have my eyes
laid on nature
.
Apr26
Let Me
*
let me repeat every day
the same act of devotion
the same gesture of starting
a poem to pick from the air
your words and to line them
up on paper let me infinitely
.
Mar21
A Never Ending Chain
*
I unfold my dreams
wet from the tiresome
night and their secret
coding drilling me
under the light of day
spread out line after line
.
Mar14
Breathing
*
it’s the stall that
makes me nervous
the space between
branches that
.
makes me breath
.
the silent wake up
calls before the
birds sing that
has me pray
.
annamosca 