When you’re called to cross that wide sea
When finally, after you’ve set aside
any hope of completion,
how will you walk
your final walk
down the pier to that great ship?
Category: poetry
That Wide Sea
Sunday, 29 January 2012 19:39
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Why The Dinner Guests Wont Come
Wednesday, 11 January 2012 20:59
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All around the houseAre reminders of all the things you are not.
There on the floor, a pair of jeans
On the wall a painting
The stereo playing back someone else’s song
And rows of books on shelves,
Not one of them any more holy than what you might write
Today or tomorrow.
We Will Be Reminded
Tuesday, 10 January 2012 20:29
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We will be remindedwhen we’re playing small
when our hearts have been closed too long
or when our listening has become fatigued.
We will be reminded
when we have grown comfortable
and when our attention
to the turning of the seasons
has paled
in the light of our own, artificial, glow.
Burn Season
Friday, 02 September 2011 20:33
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At the end of a dust and sandpaper summerthe mirage of a distant oasis fading on the horizon
the grasses crisp and brittle
seeds and deeds done their duty
the time for burning has come
One True Home
Thursday, 01 September 2011 11:05
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Do not be afraid to weep.There is suffering in this worldand those who now move to cross the veil
may need your tears to keep their boats afloat
as they drift across the nine waves.
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