Friday, September 8, 2017

8 september

and in the other direction
nothing to do but close eyes
count the shingles on the roof of the sky
untangle the grass from itself
measure the sea in tablespoons
pour over the mountains until they flow, too
there are stars that wait their turn
there is no time for us to keep

Thursday, September 7, 2017

7 september

whenever the weather opens we will be there
charting the stars and the angles unfolding
adding the degrees we see totality
the space that chases blank

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

6 september

ever after the craft remade itself
the look multiplied by angles into light
from then to whenever else to follow
from there to anywhere ahead
no borders limits complications
afloat above ahead beyond
running but no race
follow but no chase
rhyming rhythm and a pocket full of gold
hand holding step taking --
a brighter way to go --

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

5 september

sometimes as the moon opens stars fall out
overfull and underfed -- plenty to unwind
there are stories in the spaces between
facing and falling through sky into cloud
no race and no end and no start
lean into permission to fly
no lessons no fear and no fail
day slips through lids lingered low

Monday, September 4, 2017

4 september

to return to the downright and unlocked position
or left down if that's more right
but either way the opposite still
which is not in motion
in the literal sense
although the sensibility is heading skyward
uplifting and then drifting nicely
or gliding might be more clear
although sometimes there are clouds
allowed in these circles, of course
nobody needs a straight line drawn
to know where to go next

Sunday, September 3, 2017

3 september

whenever the time comes the rhyme strums
the right words into tune with the slant
can't recant the sentiment and who can say
trays of offerings and rare cometogether
sweatered and warmed and calmwithoutstormed
a case full of irreplaceable
carry on as you go
know there is more still to come

Friday, September 1, 2017

1 september

a stop along the way but sway into focus
rope us into the moment and pull tight
delight overwhelm and no course charted
heart of the matter and state of the game
of the union, new mathematics
in the light, shapehift directions
i am heading you are heading
turn the corner both together