Thursday, January 29, 2015

Confessions of Happiness [quatrain]

Every day if I should see you becomes a wonderful day any action that involves you brings a blessing to my heart your friendship resembles an inexhaustible treasury whereby day after day tendrils of happiness surround me

Saturday, January 17, 2015

"God is online & offline" [boomerang poem]


God is online & offline
God is beyond lineation
God is without form or sign
God is in all of creation
God is deep-source information
God is top-notch ruby wine
God is the long implication
God is online & offline

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Early Winter Shi


Rainy dark night   but the rain almost done
listening to Beethoven   having arrived
again at the street that I've come to call home
still lingering a while with the radio   I've
along with the brood of companion dropsouls
fetched up once more on the penultimate night
of a year in a still-youthful century whose
real design if half-sensed remains hidden from sight

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Ave Maria Sans Photograph


Gunot's Ave Maria on the radio
Christmas eve again is here
Christ Jesus imagined for ages though
no photo's available where
one might contemplate his visage
while pondering his message


no one texting from the manger
there's no YouTube Magi clip
& what's really rather stranger
Google Maps touched not the trip
there's some post about a star
I can't see it from my car

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

"The rose without its thorn" [sonnet]


The rose without its thorn is not a rose
the heart without its ache is not a heart
the stream's no more a stream unless it flows
the plum's hardly a plum except it's tart


that mirror is a mirror which displays
whatever face or form you place before it
the mirror of the heart likewise arrays
a floral vision when you fetch a floret


the path of love seemed easy   quoth Hafez
at first    until the obstacles kicked in
who hasn't felt the truth in what he says?
who doesn't know the tumult of the spin?


when heart goes reeling in its twirl of trouble
the dream of easy love pops like a bubble