Buoyant

In the torrents of your shattered trust
strong, steady waves appear

Revealing a faith buoyant,
unsinkable
unafraid

Revealing why I stayed

Unobstructed

Two strings,

one to open,

the other
closes

Slats hung divide me

from my window

At times

tugging one string to open,

closes blinds instead

Both strings raise in unison

our unobstructed view

Acoustics

Powerless rage
like a tent formed for acoustics,
houses dissonant concerted outcry

As vain blindness contorts life
while audiences view
through a cracked microscope

Our Surface

Suspended
above our surface,
sounds obscure

to a beveled murmur
their sentiment

Distant glow
remains but an echo
mirrored in memory,
new hope's sweet hymn
hindered

By tinny layers of many days
melded into weary refrain

Shards

Side target withdraws
any remaining initiative

Taking not much
to tumble moments

Pieces of sharing
scattered

Relief stumbles
swept, discolored,
overshadowed

Loud Smile

Down a One-way street
words flow
in crumpled blankness

Mismatched spinning
of stories

in frosty reappearance
and loud smiles

Treading

Treading tossed stones,
branches with leaves yet to renew

Stories wrinkle unfolded,
stacked
in recycled origins

  

Merge

Our tracks twist,

merge

Thoughts submerge, bend

Blurring through the back window again

Showers of silence

freeze
then claim

What docile, fragile cover
remains

Cloth

Finding what we hold
onto, a place
ever flowing
subtly changing

Watching

day unfold

from night

Our threads
awaken
into cloth

  

Unseen

The unseen
universe within
reveals simply
its complexity,
intricacy,
infinite superiority

To be imprinted uniquely
on time

Time as is moved
by design

  

Suspend

I.
Others step over roots
revealing years gone wandering

Times broken, threads cut -
hope suspended in a shadow

Here towering jagged edges
rise up in silent welcome;
an uncertain valley's snow-covered gate

Daring to enter once again
through valley's depth unknown,
stormy skies shift

Warm winds carry whispered hopes
back home

II.
Seeing past the sea,
a patternless quest

Past the sea of chilly faces
seeing past me

far from gentleness

Regret cannot linger where
rays stream in

Between thin aqua panels
fertile hopes filter
disappointment

  

Exhibit

Framed in color

the exhibit centers

within its total

and its absence

Glimpses
carried or dropped

Streetlamps
that remain lit

while most are extinguished

  

Moat

Under water
takes the route
hostage

Clipping wings,
eroding entry

Disposable exits
float for a while
then sink beneath
future awakening

Too heavy to remain

To Peer

Glancing out of focus
dims the shedding season

Collect what falls,
revealing a reason
to peer

  

Torn Fibers

Familiar wakeful
middle fibers hover

Then tear apart
focused vibration

Straying grave distances
dissimilar in flight