Arc Welds

Arc welds lighted the night

The energy was webbed by a crystal

Goiter around its loin

The sizzle quartered and slashed the sea
My nostrils inhaled the static sting

The torrent was on the table

It was my supper

It was my time

I was on fire with the majesty

With the machinations in my being

I drained the energy dancing at the surface

The ocean life fled this place

While I felt the pull of this place

While I felt the pull of my heart

I have loved and I've lost

And soon I will turn into ashes

I dance gingerly atop the clouds

My heels have wings

I frantically look for the no more

As I dive into the burn

There is

Rocking Chair Shadows

The porch creaked under my gait

The sunset bled through the hanging crystal

I looked into the window

I thought I saw her

I know I saw her green butterfly broach

As the flowers were being arranged

I always looked at the flower arrangements

There was always such beauty in them
The house was dusty now

I left the door open in these evenings

She was humming now

My spirits were lifting

I sat down in her rocking chair

The butterflies drifted in the afternoon sun

I gently rocked on the porch

I closed my eyes

In my dream I thought it had been too long

I felt her kiss on my cheek

Interval of Time

The pulse was too fast

The anxiety shortened my patience

The tension was magnified in the empty spaces

I wanted everything to congeal

The rippling fabric fluttered against my face

The hot air balloon was too sluggish

I wanted the implied ecstasy

Things rocked back and forth

The sky was big in every direction

There was an acceleration in my turn

My feet matted the grass

I could see my feet drilling into the world

My mind was spinning faster than my body

My eyes thrust me into the kingdom to come

I came to a stopping place

I was somehow felled into the yellow grass

Closing my eyes

Every thing slowed down

I was back but didn't want to be

I could feel the rush of anxiety

Buckling up my heart

When I Am Without

When I stand at the shore of forever

When everything behind is pitch black

When the waters are painted gun metal gray
When the night sky is the only source of light
When I have crossed into the realm of the morbid

The haunting violins and trumpets fill my heart with

Melancholy

The sadness of this place is so consuming

Silver linings compel my somber heart

It's a place that validates the depth of my feelings

It's a place that justifies the correctness of what is

It's a place that helps me into the let go

The haunting violins and trumpets fill my heart with

Melancholy

From this place I recognize the value of no more

It is from this place I breathe the last dregs of you
I know this interval of transition

It is the resolution stepping stone

It is the blue diamond of what is to come

The haunting violins and trumpets fill my heart with

Melancholy

Beyond What Is

Some of us move from the foreground

To the radiance of the background

We live in a synthesis between

We are the unseen crackling brook

We are the unobserved song birds

Singing to the rushing water

We are the quiet listening passion

That colors everything

It is here that we enter the nexus

Here clouds exist and don't

We are the will of the wisp

We are the whisper that compels

Branches and leaves to dance on the wind

We are both behind and in front of

The rustling symphony

It is here that violins sound like leaves

The plume of the flower petal

Oscillates red and gold

As does the universe

I am saddled on that plume

It is the fire in my belly

There is no turning back

And I don't care where it takes me

I need to let go of the rein's of destiny

Purpose in this Reason

The flock was silhouetted against the sunset

As was I

The color in my scarf radiated through the fabric

The wind unfurled the scarf against the shallow sunlight

It was almost as if the color cajoled for life

Against a backdrop of somber smolder

The flock of birds danced in the hazy sunset

Their presence was my presence

Like their glide my heart also sailed

Behind the temples of my eyes

I joined the vortex of the universe

And my being rotated into the heavens

This was the lost portal

Somehow I was able to synthesize

Feelings of love, compassion, nurture

Into a gaseous effervesce

I can feel the wings on my soul

There was purpose in this reason

Destiny's Wind

Sweeping grassy hill sides

Breezes brushing up the blades

I am windblown

There is a soft whisper in the wind

There is a shutter in my heart

As I wait for my destiny to unfold

There is a big toothy grin

On the yellow flower's face

There is so much undone yet

The big sky is immense

The beauty whispers in my ear

This is all for you

I breathe deeply

I want to fill my lungs with life

Yet I know one day this will be gone

Just like yesterday's loves

I live in the storm clouds

Lined with silver beauty
Large continents of contiguous beauty

Drift across the sky

There is a gentleness of sweet rhythm

I can feel the moisture in the air

I know I should seek shelter

My heart bleeds with my destiny

Under My Eye Lids

I am free and not

I am a warrior of the heart

I have meticulously prepared

I can feel the sun on my face

The field is waist high

I can feel the grass under my hand

My existence is under my eye lids

My heart is on fire

My head remembers your nuzzle
My arms feel my children at my chest

The sky suspends the residue

It's hard to breathe the smoke

I'm past striking out

My existence is under my eye lids

There is no fear

Would that there were

I go into battle with the perfect

Warrior heart

I embrace what I have lost

I know that I want nothing else

My existence is under my eye lids

Magnifying Everything

Sometimes the rain is suspended in time

Sometimes dream catchers grab dreams

Sometimes my corneas imprint you
It's just that there is no you

There is just the residue of your moisture

The droplets of your tracings

Magnifying everything

Your innuendo rivets me in the moment

The light permeates

The droplets meld in time

They ferment you into my intoxication

It's just that you don't exist
The droplets are lush against my face

My lungs need to inhale your future

The waiting is unbearable

Why have I caught you before time

The transparency of your being

Needs to leap into my existence

Please I must have you

The same fibers that herald existence

Choke my life

There Was a Time

The kiss was felt around the world

There was a moment
When all that existed spilled into no time

I spiraled into the clouds

The violin strings

Wrapped around my heart

Tugged me into the heavens

Her lips have long subsided

But her lips fire me into this old day

I had been a hard man

But a tear rolls down my cheek

As the butter melts in the frying pan

Her absence is reflected

In my granddaughters

She and I have become something else

Sometimes I think only a hard man

Could have driven down this road

Maybe a crazy man

My loving daughter tells me she is with again

I smile and embrace her

And I miss the taste of her mother

Cultivating Flowers

Flower petals have veins
They coalesce into a focal point

Their journey of totality
Is expressed in an explosion

Of color and delicacy
It is a homage to the Gods
And I can cultivate flowers

My life is ever continuous

Evolving of focal points
Is there ever any end
The only truth I know

Is that my sum total

Just gets more beautiful

And I can cultivate flowers

Each day begins on a misty morning

I have lived long enough

To be in perfect synergy

I can embrace difference and deviance

I can integrate them

Into the palette of my beauty
And I can cultivate flowers

The Brick Layer's Love

She was perfectly executed

Her design was so much more than

I liked the vowels and inflection

Her teeth made me hungry for her sound

I could scarce could wait

For her to bleed onto the canvas of my

Existence

The froth bubbled down my heart's aorta

And I was flush with her articulation

The oval of her eyes were perfectly

Cast and set

Her breath flowed into the mist of my morning

I inhaled deeply her

Existence

I was merely God's brick layer

But oh my God

I ran my hand over her scintillating body

I knew her details intimately

This is my field of Callow lilies

This is where I found

Existence