Bowl of Rocks

A bowl of rocks-

It was music he gave me

Something I cannot hold in the hand

As even a rock

His words humble

and true

always

I sit here

and roll them around

the lifelines and creases of my hands

and in that elemental transfer

feel his music

and his humble true words

castles

and mountains

have come and gone-

their excess

and subsequent reductions

and nothing could mean more to me

than this bowl of rocks

which he has become 

and the music that remains

always

Sugar

It was a cup of chance

A cup of maybe

And might one thumb have slipped

We may have missed

 But this cup of you

I'll take with cream and sugar

Sweetness and this kiss

I'll take with me

Whether I stay or go

My fingers around you

Or slipped through your handle

I will have you with me

The way sugar follows cream

Balloons

I have put so much of me

in this dream

from before birth

Added tiny stars

and balloons

so that these silly dreams

might ascend

and be seen

These tiny prayers 

throughout my life

might be better heard

if I sewed into score 

and fastened to notes.

And now I watch 

as the city sky fills with all of my desire

And at this twilight hour
 I notice your balloons up there too.

Touch

These songs are my hands

and this is how I touch you

Close

This magic aire

I breathe up here

These rays above the violating clouds

are Godbright

And we are so close now

in my window I look for you

out there

above the terrestrial modeled earth

I stare into lit white

and swear

I see your face 

Seed

Oh beautiful

I am above you

And later today

You shall rise and shine on me

This seed we planted

in a frosted spring ground

triumphantly already has fragranced the crisp air

with daffodil

and tulip

So let's be patient

through winter's jokes

and know the perennial joy of this

will bloom in time

for us to truly see 

the bounty of adding

sun to water to love

Freudenshatter

I'm sorry if I celebrate

like a victory

a little bit

every time

your heart was broke

in the past

All I know

is she rushed you to me

a little more fast

Fully

And in your eyes

I splashed and played

in pools so greyblue

And you in bronzed ochre

through autumn fields

Laughter leaving your silent lips

Unbelieving were we

at what did pass

Two souls rounding each other

playing somewhere in the silver middle

finding repose

I played in heaven

and returned to my body

fully aware that you loved me

More than I could ever love myself

because you have seen 

my hidden plan

past the edge of my mirror, 

the dark side of this moon

and the celestial innocence we are, were and will be

the all of me

swimming there in your eyes.