Night holds grace
A wish was ever grown upon
In elegance and composure
Stillness of such starlight.
From cassiopeia to Jupiter
Horizon stretches in silhouette
Basking lay each frosty blade
Of grass now nearing frozen.
Faint rustling of thou distant river
Blends its course with swaying poplars
Amidst comes forth a lone coyote call
Right below Polaris’s mark.
Tag: frost
Take
Take what you want
Need nothing more
For remembering
For singing song
There was no audience
No standing pride
Call of the monkey
Song of coyote
When the willow
Grows over your head
Look to the weather
Summer’s soon over
Find me in
The falling weather
Temperature dropping
Frost is coming
Always remember
Take what you want
Nothing worth calling
This singing song
Looking For This (day 3035)
I am looking for this.
All of my efforts and truths
Are running in parallel with my actions.
I am calling to my inner self,
Feeling my bones rumble
At each swing I make,
Splitting my observations into fragments
That live long in the hearts of men
Who come and sit and talk.
Yet this action has no idle,
It bears resemblance to sweat
Breaking the cloth in toil,
For when the sun rises in the East,
Each drop of frost rises
Like the man I am looking for.
Soul Against Heart (day 3025)
I pressed your Heart against my Soul;
Two tear drops fell to the Earth.
I picked them up into my grasp
They became for my growth;
Like lightening bolts sent from the Gods
I awoke early to see the frost.
What had always been inside
Now flourished across wide expanse,
And as I inhaled, I felt inside,
My belly came and went
Every breath that thumped beside
My Soul against your Heart.
Rock on a Stick (day 3006)
There it was
Just sitting there
Rock on a stick
Memory and future
Like a sentinel
Bearing in the frost
Reminding thy breath
How uncovered it gets
And how simple
Answer’s truth doth lay.
Rest (day 2730)
How could it be informal
For a season to shift away
Lose ones leaves, harvest frost
Whither and die away.
And in the grand finale,
The final shift of light
Sprinkled with white snow,
A rest forever known.
Lead the Way (day 2723)
These trees have begun to speak in many languages
To my ears that are listening to silence.
Each time Orion shines, Owl begs for a lover
While my tears dry upon my cheek
– Sap dries upon each tree’s wound,
For no wound is too deep to heal
– Though frost strikes into depths I cannot feel anymore.
Dog enjoys this silence, he hears it all
He hears what I cannot hear
Though my eyes they fight fire with his.
I leave my footsteps alone
And find a new way home, trees lead me there.
This treeline I never made yet live upon every day
Grows against my territory like Winter against Fall,
I have not become used to it
Eagerly entering into the darkened shire
With my heart freely beating against my lips
That keep pace with a dog, yet fearless
And listening to trees lead the way.
To An End (day 2597)
Walked the seas and weathered the rain
Woke up in morning’s frost
Felt snowflakes upon my nose
Hot sun upon my ears
Wind blew off my worn out hat
Dust flew in my eye
Humidity soaked me inside out
Shriveled me up like a raisen
Saw through twenty three hours of darkness
Never slept for twenty four days straight
Walked upon burning sand
Slept upon jagged rocks
Met a mosquito in a spiders web
Fell into a great bear’s den
Entangled by a caterpillar’s cocoon
Demonized by a shadow
Yet still I look for tomorrow’s bread
As today has come to an end.
Cold Wind (day 2548)
Freezing again
Sun down
Dogs bark all night
Fire takes a bit
Of bite off my hands
Still, there exists
Frost upon my breath
Stars out
Big Dipper shines
Tonight shall rest
Wind dies down again.
Every Star (day 2054)
I used to think about the night
I met you, streetlight
Long walks through midnight frost
And my left arm to my heart
Shooting star
So here’s my reflection in a pool
Dancing with pillows in my eyes
Shade my numbness with all that’s lost
And whisper to me softly
Just as every star.