Tag: poems

Turning points The gold is still heavythick as oil paint on the fieldsand the air rustles with voices the dry corn husksa muttering oceanof summer ebbing and the warbler is singing againa conversation with himselfin the quiet before the cranes rattle the roof of the skywith their hooligan crieswinter on their tails Turning points The […]

Sleeping dogs Sleep, that knits up all those loosened threadsand ragged cares, repairs the body’s declineand sets tired bones quiet, untroubled,becomes a joy the young hound never knew. He lies, racing in dreams those boundless fields,soft breathing, paws twitching,content to nose the sun on waking,walk sedately through the dry grass and remember other mad times,green […]

Hedge in autumn The hedge was dense and green through summer,and at the end hung with red and black,luscious gemmed and fluttering with wingswhen soft-voiced birds flit, feasting. And at the end, hung with red and black,the sumptuous banners of a forgotten king,blackberried and spiked, autumn builds its ramparts, luscious-gemmed and fluttering with wings.Turning vines […]

Not a cadralor from the Oracle today. A short, sweet and to the point message. Listening for the echoes To stop this frantic race and soarwith the unthinking grace of a hawk,to run where the stream runs, unquestioning of the end,to board the ship, knowing there may be no return voyage, is a wish that […]