
Tonight watching Moon
I realized
I’m almost your age now
the edge where you stepped off
your light flickered
and you died
How elder I thought you were then
so much wiser grey-haired
and beautiful than I
how generously mischievous
whimsical and ultra cool
a shimmering infinitive
touchable stone
alive.

Give neither
glance nor precious
breath
to threats of killers’
lurking
hollow-eyed wait
but honour Peace
dedicate every
step to Love.
Forgiveness,
when you can.


Early evening
quiet water’s edge
we watched
your parade
astonished awe
human clumsy
accentuated next to
your glistening grace.
Beauty
In this voluminous
digital
age
I can lose
things.
sometimes
I find them again.

Rose
in rainwater
roadside grey mud
cloud fade
petals opaque.
Oh, blossom
flow life red blood
lay flesh pale
surrender to flood.

Say beautiful
eludes you
in this cool world
I see Beauty
lives where you stand.
Whether you fall
or levitate
I am here
Now
take my hand.

Now in Paradise
passive Beauty reigns
feel it creep
like disease
along the paths
where spine erects
Serenity
I yearn for Chaos.
Pencil on paper. Images arise. Message received.