Around

Straight into our eyes stares history
From afar that first chord,
a friendship's melody

Across the decades
the same story, the same sky
Across nations
here we stand eye to eye

Where a gypsy call rhymes,
singing familiarly in time

Listening for where your voice
raises in dissonant light

Creating floating sparks
around and through my heart

  

Sieve

It's okay

when love pours

like water

through a sieve

There is never a leak

or excess run-off

where love has gone,

washing it away

No, love is where love breathes

Where it flows things grow

Then we learn where

love needs to go

  

The little bird and the squirrel

The height of a blade of grass,
soft brown feathers flutter
hidden in wavy green

From the hop jump hop
of a furry fellow
crossing lunchtime paths

I watch with wonder
at feathered friend
sharing a neighborly spot
(with squirrel, hop jump hop)

How easily
they, unaware, teach
the nature
of community