The City Blooms

To labor is to pray

Would  I feel closer to life, to death, to earth, to my soul

if I had a trade

To create beauty where there was none before

To use strength and human spirit as the tools of my success

And to measure that success, not with dollar bills, but with nods of admiration and awe

Threading the very loom of my existence with pure joy

To collapse into deep slumber after working

Rough calloused hands until they bled satisfaction

Bring me back to that place of sweat, sunshine and peace

Meditation Dome

The Game

Outside the peripheral scope and beyond the horizon
You linger
I want to say I want you
But the borders between us are too wide and treacherous
Scattered with sharp remnants of the past
Clutching to our tenderness
We exchange love like hostages
A crack in your flawless shell, I search for
I will not tell you these things out of fear
And the hesitation I feel from you
We will continue to play hide and seek until
Exhausted after a long game on unforgiving terrain
We fall into each other, for
Only together can we explore the flowering softness beneath

Thief in the Night

He whispered in my ear the first time, breath laced with intoxication,

I love you

Not knowing where it came from or where it was going.

Spinning together in solitary wonder

We peer into one another other as into a well

What do you see between my black drawn on lines and smokey illusions?

Your love is that of a protector and villainous thief

You’ve stolen my icy heart

Now melting against my will, exposing every delicacy

Under your glowing sun