Wednesday, January 31, 2007

lookingglasslighthouse

why spoil the moment(s)
they that flicker and scintillate
waves and watercrest
dawn waits patiently
duress and darkling starwashed silver
venus
waiting patiently
shoulders
starwashed
aquamarine and anguished
twilight for a moment
stained glass sepulchral
saffron and stardust
stillness and certainty
straining sagittarius
circling
stealthily
the exhilaration
exhaling
exhausted
clutching dawn’s rosy fingers
water cresting
spilling
betweeeeen
the
nebulous
dry
night
where
venus
lies
emptied
of
light


____


to capture
no, perhaps
to confess
such would stifle

to harbor
to catch the breeze
to escape

we find ourselves
awash
adrift
drowning in colours
far from the storm’s eye
fathomless
depths

to hold on
to let go
light bending
arcing
wavering
letting go
holding out

we find ourselves
in dreams
adrift
drowning in the storm’s eye
indifferent
to the
distorted
cracked
lookingglasslighthouse
looming
against the ghostwhite sky

entropy
inviting
entranced
by
the harbor
and the
breeze

Monday, January 29, 2007

On the theme of virus

trembling
tentative
and
failing sight
distorted visions of
one
i
once was
and seldom see
the fear
of phantasms
bursting from their
moss covered marshes
marching
melting
into the malaise
as
i follow their
stilted gait
measuring the moments
between
the coughing
breaths
collapsing
into the marshes
reeds
timothy
and thistle
clinging to
the
phantom
i once was
or have become

_____

shifting
ephemeral lights
and haunting
voices of
others
intercession
clouding
and choking
the moments
that struggle to surface
clutching
and clawing
the corrugated edges
of exasperation
and
eyelashes
flashing
and shifting
ephemeral glances
coalescing in
the raging
void
to crash against
the serpentine solace
of rocks
and talons
harpies
and songs
sirens basking
in
the
swift
ephemeral
seaspray
and
mist
choking

Thursday, January 25, 2007

visions, virus, and the vortex

golden
weaving
charmed
I’m sure
I hesitated
I faltered
I’m certain
Impatient
anxious
delirium
or frantic
I’m certain
I smiled
and
you
looked away
paling
Impatient
Impaling
hanging
from the
dim
shattered
stars
i painted
for you
or
were they
for me
I’m not certain

_____

slipping
in the shallows
and
swelling
sweet
silence
where the sky
touches
seven of the seas
surrounding
the shallow
silent
boy

_____

chalk white
and losing
the slender, slight
sensations
labyrinthian
tangential
i
feel
the grasp
tighten
once
before it falls
away
weightless
waiting
the wonderless
caress
i wandered
and
wallow
while
the wilting
lilies
of summer’s spent
translucent
and
slender
white
as
chalk
that wets
my tightening
lips

____

The Paling Eyes
catch sparks in failing light,
cinders phosphorescent
capture
the swollen
myopic
orbit of orbs
lidless and luminous
in the moonwashed sands
of the aether

____

while the waters
wash
willingly
within the whim
of winter’s moon,
i stare
far from the shore
line
drawn
to depths
enveloped
gasping
eyes
stinging
salt
starfish
groping
blindly
unwilling
swarming
in the starlight
swimming
stellar
streams
starlight
shoreline

____