Sunday, July 18, 2010

The journey in parallels
spined, but the flesh is soft
(and resting on well known harmonies)
let go upside down
asleep during a violent storm
with daylight all is well
caressed by both delight and formality
I am the strength that failed
The sea-sick authority
I don't want to watch out
Libra, restore me.

Monday, July 5, 2010

memory tilts into
because of debates
that went on forever
strengthened by awful tasks
I now ride high
and light
dear hiding place
you await-
good news for one
both bold and unsure
the didactic dreamer
dizzy with