STEP BY STEP©
FAMILY TREE
why couldn't this be
just some homey news
like falling off a ladder
something understandable
that fits in
well show me the contract:
who wrote it?
who signed?
enough said?
for those offended on such cold winter grounds
and it's not a Spare the Air Day
here's some kindling
please accept my wish for a satisfactory fire
wars and making sense happen
the funeral pyre of common parlance
also needs a starter
a May pole
about which the celebrations
will flicker
Caterpillar tractor treads
high on a mushroom
the long, psychedelic goodbye vaguely out of tune
with faint wrinkles in remembrance
traces of a horse drawn hay wagon
hi-yah!
if that seems not very clear
then in some moment between personas
an awe in the face of eternity
might stir an intuition of the One
furtherance of this will be
to set a high goal:
reversing the damage we have done
a threat truly common to all creatures
climate change
there is no army or institution of equal extent
so our response must dissolve regional divisions
I have descended the ladder
step by step
to stand on the ground of being
INDEPENDENCE
listening
fields of green
rain, rain, rain
if every week is like this week
the drought will be over
will NOAA provide an ark?
run off down a storm drain
globs of sea, dust, microbes
molecules, atoms, quarks
merging unperceived
beyond knowing
sand bags
hold your breath
here we go
no use trying to visualize
the gravity of the moon
which springs tides
influences legislative minds
stirs dreams of dogs and homeless people
vague rhythms from the radio of a passing car
utter silence within
not tuned to anything
DISTRICT OF DISTRACTION
a field of mossy light
the row of sunset Victorians
San Francisco in the distance
conjures an image in the well
without a ripple, sharp and clear
stars
without looking
must be there
but they are neither needed
nor their mystery
the whole of it is right here
without looking
calm and clear
ATTRITION
ripples on the surface of the lake
gradually subside
a disappointed dream has vanished
once it was admiral of the navy
from the depths a haunting voice commands
purge the locker!
let no copies survive!
the tale of the emperor's new clothes --
is hereby banned!
but too late
from my house on the shore
the emperor scans with opened eyes
a log is kept
no dream will long float unremarked
before it's sunk again
FAMILY
under a bald eyed sky these cold early mornings
before the grapes of wrath make wine
blooms on the vine
go further
as the gravel warms
twitter bits and robins mingle
foraging for seed
small wings, large wings, shoulder to shoulder
brothers and sisters
