Sky

February 5, 2014 § Leave a comment

paths of blue above
cloudy monuments shifting
change never ceases

Sunday Morning Kitchen

February 3, 2014 § Leave a comment

it’s a blinding light cast
across the wooden floor
sending a sky full of dancing dust
upward and spinning

it’s a cup of black warmth and steam
between my palms
with some cinnamon because
my dad always makes it that way

it’s a soft paper floating
from hand-to-hand
dancing around the table
so everyone can catch-up on the news

it’s the refrigerator’s gentle hum
a heated stove-top whistling
a gurgle from the dishwasher
a beautiful appliance symphony

it’s a proud glass window
with fingerprints illuminated
showing off the outside landscape
shining light on our eggs

Existence

January 26, 2014 § Leave a comment

Standing with your forehead facing west
your feet sinking slowly
into the watery sand
and your eyes trained on the brightest star
falling lazily from the sky
sinking slowly like your toes
into the shimmering mouth of the sea
that awaits hungrily below to swallow the day,
it’s at that moment, when the star seems to rest,
for just a bit, on horizon’s edge
and a line of light traces where the silky pool
meets the sky,
and earth’s edge,
perfectly curved and round, appears
and for a second
you remember
you’re standing on a planet
floating in a galaxy of rocks
among a vast confusion
of time and light
in a foreign universe of matter
dark and violent
enigmatic
and miraculous
and then you blink again,
and it’s nighttime
and you’re back on earth.

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