Reaching

A Will

They won't ...
When will they?
Will they when?
They will then.
Then they will.

Enshrining Autumn

Like seeking firmest fruit
amongst the pithy
the bruised and unripe
I gather them-
her October words
burnished fallen blushes
strewn amongst the thyme-
and fit them safe
nodding
between waxy glassine windows.

Fishing You

The leaves clog the flow
and the creek is moving slow
red
green
orange
yellow

The words make the gesture trip
and the hand is held in hesitant
stop
go
caution
slow

Eddie where is your air
Edify
the water grows stagnant
under the jewels of Autumn.
And all the time I was fishing you.

Flutterby

Repeated recognition
faint
latent
under the din of living
fluttering.

Gentle wonder rhythm
delicate
brushing
gracing the inner
beating.

Syncopation harmony
waxing
waning
counterpoint
chrysalis.

...out of the bag

Blog a secret
and its not a secret.

Tell your wishes
and they won't come true.

Keep a promise
and you might find heaven.

Tell a lie
and the lines all skew.

Its out of the bag
it can't crawl back in...

there's mud on your belly
from the places you've been.

I'm Back

When do I get off?
Merry-go-round
doe see joe
positive feedback loop.

Thoughts like this
on reincarnation
are similar
to upc codes.
Unintelligible.
But of great importance
to someone besides me.

This time
I had it right
I thought.

This time
the path was clear
I thought.

This time
there would be peace
I thought.

This place
looks just like the clearing
in the woods
where I was lost.

This place
is that place.

I'm back.

When do I get off?
Merry-go -round
doe-see-flow
positive feedback loop.