Easter Storm
4/20/2025
Easter storm is rolling in,
Dark on the horizon.
Cheerful songs and pastel gowns,
And the weather rising.
Every song's a roll of thunder
For a tired and aching heart.
Sleep-blurred eyes can't see the wonder,
Hands and feet must play their part.
Going through the motions,
There is nothing left to give.
Clouds will shed their inner oceans.
Can water alone make dry bones live?
Ant's Eye View
4/21/2025
A man makes art
To the beat of his heart,
Wonders on the head of a pin.
He learns to cope
With a microscope,
Showing startling things within.
A needle's breadth,
Hair's breadth,
A breath of dust–
Precision so keen it's absurd.
Breathless times
Produce sublime
Miniatures,
Redefining the word.
4/22/2025
I don't know what to say,
Except two years is not enough.
We've just begun this friendship
Even if it's an old soul.
Does Eros have a third arrow,
Tipped for instant comrades?
Because that's how it felt,
When you surfaced from your
Cyberspace abyss,
And whispered back to me.
All my silvered hope is yours.
Yours for the asking,
Playful orange cat,
Sweet and fierce fledgling,
Poisonflower goth but
Bright as sunshine.
May all your homes be good shelter,
All your comrades true.
Prowl back to me soon.
Reacquintance
4/22/2025
It's true I built a wall
Bricked with assumptions
Before I gave this thing a chance.
I'll reexamine all
My hell-bent best intentions
If you will have this dance.
My cat, Re: Weather
4/30/2025
It's pouring dogs and cats out –
the kitty stays inside.
If it's pouring cats and dogs
Then she wants safely to abide.
Those dogs could chase her up a tree!
The cats, they'd snarl and spit!
“Escape artist”? Not today, not she!
She'd rather not get bit.
In the beginning
4/30/2025
Out of clamor into stillness –
out of stillness into barren dark
They swim, they fly, they fall.
In that first pre-morning chillness
Where no light had made its mark,
They hear a Lion's call.
Resonating through the earth,
It burrows underground.
Soaring high, evoking mirth,
The starsong joins its sound.
Soon it plays into symphonies
Of light and color,
Harmonies
Erase the dolor and the chill.
The sun comes rich and new, a thrill of laughter
Quivers in its rays, all praise,
And blue and green are born hereafter.
Everything is dancing, sparkling, bright–
From the new-growing day
To the virgin night –
Except one alien, discordant word.
The Witch grows pale.
Her lips are hard.
When Heroes Fall
4/30/2025
The golden shine was only gilt, with rust beneath.
The Monster is whatever you least expect.
Few know when gentle smiles conceal sharp teeth.
When the good facade is broken, I would lief
Leave carefully, eyes wet, but head erect:
The golden shine was only gilt, with rust beneath.
Reputation is affection's thief.
It crumbles sudden if your hopes project.
Few know when gentle smiles conceal sharp teeth.
You'll find your trust a sell-sword, and its sheath
Is shed too quickly your heart to protect.
The golden shine was only gilt, with rust beneath.
Fire rages in his house, and smoke will wreath
Any poor fool who's seeking to connect.
Few know when gentle smiles conceal sharp teeth.
The rottenness that, in past, beggared belief,
Hindsight makes seem simple to dissect.
The golden shine was only gilt, with rust beneath.
Few know when gentle smiles conceal sharp teeth.
4/30/2025
He gives unsparingly.
Heart like the cosmos, mind like a galaxy
Trickles down, condenses, and somehow fits
Into a body small as a loaf,
Taking breath, wailing, wrapped in cloth.
A feast of love free to every oaf:
The bread of life, in a cattle trough.
