But hide from others, deceive your
What’s hid from self has most control.
Without – you are aware
Fantasies rule like rumor

Who’s to hear, someone must hear
Telling secrets means they aren’t.
Swings on poems and friends
Trust is a hammock somewhere

P’haps it’s best to be alone
Can’t say what I don’t see
Reluctance, refusal, or aversion
Surrender or disown

Between friends, why, memory seems safe
Of the past, pricked by sounds soft as Soon
Will be gone or seem so when sharp
In simplicity – no longer opaque, now eased by

Riches of trees, In winter I become divisible,
Cold sharpens being, spaces between,
Movement should be easier
Yet burden is defined by plummeting
Mercury – the symbol of flight. Ah, yes I shall miss you too?

My reason was clear on a recent day.
None relate to what I say
Can’t reckon or consider,
Gone the will to deliberate
There’ll be a better day for something’s-at-stake.

Now buried in blue heaven
Say, What if God were lost in emotion
When called upon to judge someone
Does he, too, fail to cerebrate
When feelings prevent him evaluate?

The bottom of a hill seemed oh, so fearsome
Enough to halt my aim toward home
It was as if my legs were drilled
Unaffected – stilled against thought or reason

Looking back I see all manner of kinds
Mines and bleak, ladders arising
I learned to ride a silly cycle
While men and kittens kept making things lighten

(October 2006)

I saw my soul where tiny feet invaginate.
Confess under duress of extended throat
Its force – its mass times vigor

I see its aim – in a forgotten eye
On a scene that is spread like life -
Oh! sunrise on a feather
What news you bring on a beam!
A shining bay stretches out behind -

His body sways
with the forces and power
of what he now fills the room
While his hands pound out the keys,
I exploit a golden, tandem tease -

love and music.

(2006)

In a milisecond the determined bravery
Of his speed drama flattens
And the gaiety of family cannot
Lift itself higher than his mother’s caress

He and his habits not discussed and smiled over
At the dinner table where seating
By his imprimatur, everyone did not say
This gathering was the one he’d always wanted -

When dreams are fulfilled only children cry.

(2006)