Monday, June 30, 2008
The Fruit of Peace
These bones are critters that scurry through a freshly-mopped floor.
Eyes that dream of a cool freshly-made bed are lead...sinking
To the bottom of free days.
A few hours of darkness and a crack of light
From an old wooden door, strange wind
From a screened window covering skin,
And the fruit of peace is plucked and had.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Green Leaves
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Fire Child
Would you skim through your breaths
Like a pebble flung across a placid stream?
Forgetting the eyes thirsty for just
A glimpse of fire in the sky--of fire
That walks among corn stalks leaving
Chaff in its wake.
She looks up singing, looking for the blaze,
The same inferno that rages within her--perhaps,
She is not alone.
Looking down on her rain-soaked feet, she wonders
How the sun loved the moon.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Incarceration
The peace that moves with the swaying of the mango leaves
On the provincial plains of our ancestors
Is the same peace that curdles within the man
Inside a prison cell.
Solitary.
Beating.
Listening.
To rivers screaming the past
And whispering the enlightened hope
Of mango leaves swaying
On the provincial plains of his ancestors.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
The Colors of a Shadow
My best bud is sometimes dark, a pristine black,
when the sun winks.
He contorts, shifts shape,
sometime dwarfed, sometime humongous,
sometime my size. He follows me around
when the sun winks.
I see him in vivid color when
I stand behind glass.
I realize we've been meeting like this
for so long now, he's never late.
Whether I'm brutish or the softest child,
he sticks, reminding me
of my many colors.
For so long I was not much
of a buddy to him. He was
often dismissed while I went
wielding swords against familiar
dragons, but somehow
we fought as one.
The days have aged and
my friend remains,
steadfast in our commune, but now
I am to him as he was
to me--he would've taken dragon
teeth in my stead. It took
an angel behind the glass to make
me see when she spoke,
I love the rainbow after the rain.
Monday, June 2, 2008
The Love Pig
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