Sudden creaking door

Natural smell, sudden smack

Merton beneath trees

 

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Stillness again

August 7, 2016

Time seems stretched somehow

Playing each moment sweetly

I remember this

Dust and light

September 23, 2015

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in soft morning light
silence recognizing space
there is room for all

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May 28, 2015

It’s so easy to see it.
To feel the damp, soft leaves…
smell the sharp, fall air,
clearing away all thoughts.

Curls everywhere.
2 am chocolate.
Midnight rain…emphasizing the silence.

Somewhere deep in a dark forest,
we will sleep like cats.

Sleep easy

March 26, 2015

Of all the wanted things,
my only, is
to say goodnight

Subtle love

October 30, 2014

Finding. A hidden poem in your pocket during work….all the things I’ll never say

she sleeps

August 16, 2014

she sleeps

he lay there thinking

he is aware of the over thinking

and chooses to sit in the silence of the dark morning

breathing in, seeing the confusion, feeling the onslaught of emotions

she sleeps

he sits

 

breath and awareness separated by concept

candle flicker and nature dual

her breathing becomes the lesson

of letting go

 

the hips fall forward

allowing the channel to open

for a second he analyses

 

“Let go: it’s OK. Just, let go..”

 

Some would say he forgot his surroundings

and fell into another state.

Maybe found a higher plane…

Yet, he simply made peace with this time and place.

And as she dreamed, hoped and slept,

he sat.

 

 

 

 

hilltop breeze

August 8, 2014

Kentucky trees

erasing all thoughts

for a moment I was there

kissed by its’ breeze

 

The crisp, moist fallen leaves

clinging to the bottom of my jeans

everything so simple

space

July 29, 2014

…and so we spend our entire life trying to acquire the most accurate wisdom only to realize that we don’t know a fucking thing…there may be no greater gift.

July 28, 2014

Freed Fireflies final

 

 

Illusory veils

Blankets upon the mind

Capturing up moments

imprisoned fireflies

Heed the warmth of flicker-flame

As awareness becomes fire

Fuel for the journey

Coals of desire

 

 

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