tanka

tanka--
small songs I sing
to join
my voice to other voices
hidden in the grass

Saturday, June 21, 2014

prickles of mist

summer solstice—
prickles of mist
dissolving
the old ghosts 
inside my skin


      ~The Bamboo Hut 1:1, August 2013


passing strangers
on a rain-drenched road
we turn back 
to ask their stories
. . . finding only mist


    ~Tinywords 14.1, May 2, 2014






Friday, June 13, 2014

Deep River



I listen
for the sound of water 
in a dry stream bed . . .
the pulse of yes 
beginning in my veins

a spring
rises out of the earth—
I drink
from its oak-dark eye
a glimmer of starlight 

water
like silk against my skin
I swim naked
in a sea of words
waiting to be born


    ~Lynx 29: 1, Feb. 2014 

Friday, June 6, 2014

moonlight & magic

jimson weed—
violet moonflowers
open at dusk
the shaman’s magic
unbidden at my door


   ~Atlas Poetica 14, March 2013


moving by moonlight 
to the words 
dancers must practice 
where they are— 
my heart’s slow tango 

    ~Skylark 2:1, summer 2014