Friday, August 30, 2013

Speaking in Tongues

Do you remember when we spoke
in the language of gods;
in the old tongue,
tender and true?

Whisper to me, again,
of your days and nights,
of fruit ripening in the sun.
Tell me the secrets of the stars.

Hold me in your song;
swing me on a promise.
Teach me, again, to hope.

This is for G-man's FF55.  Click on the link and check it out.

Friday, August 23, 2013


     Image from IGRT

She melts,
on the floor
at the foot of your bed.

Her thoughtful light
is measured, mapped, portioned out,
named and known;
yet, do you hear her song?

Down at the shore,
her reflection 
ripples across the water,
into a thousand bits
as the surface is disturbed.

Do you know what she hides?

This is for G-man's FF55 and IGRT, both wonderful, yet different, sites.  You should check them out.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Handle with Care

Today is fragile.

She is cold, white, eternal;
with each smile
she threatens to split -
shimmering, shivering
into a thousand

Can you put her back together
just the way she was?

She is subterranean,
a treasure hidden in a field,
shrouded in layers
to protect, insulate.
Still, she breaks.

Today is fragile.

This is for G-man and his FF55.  Click on the link and check it out.