Filling pages
places I have passed this way before.
Closing windows leaves an open door.
Call me when you come upon
the perfect photo play.
Crash
Category Archives: Changes
Sea
What sea brings in
sea will soon wash away.
Nothing remains here
for more than a day.
What the sea washes in
the sea takes again.
Hole
This is Hole
where light either enters
or exits
a shape that beckons
look up look—
and you do.
Free Will
means no
more choices.
Liffey
Bicycle in
ha’penny waters
him his sign
evening sun
either of us
might slip
but not tonight
I gift him ten
we do not drown.
Spoons
He sang blues
songs with spoons
worn leather jacket
in hot sun
wind on his head
crouching there
on a bridge
etching stone time.
Oasis
Here
where the spirits
of thousands
uplifted and melancholy
sway eyes closed
imagining encounters
with greatness
gud luk
good night.
Bell
Between shops
of Bright Letters
shouting wares
that may sell
I will slip on a shadow
haunt blunted places
that might ring my bell.
Blackstone
Along the Gap of Dunloe
blackstones observe
your descent
one chestnut horse
lingers on a rise
you toss poetry
against boarded windows
of the ruins.
Phaedrus
I need no gift
he says
while peeling carrots.
It is true
for what gift is needed at all?
Still,
tonight he reads
Pirsig’s Zen
again.
Chairs
Side by side
breath by breath
heart rhythm
eastern winds.
Between jack pines
we sway with
homage
flutter,
passage of time.