A poem about death: Lose track of the wind On the mirror surfaced lake Christening the sky With clear intent Where is the coffin But sky and earth The heavens, the ornaments And yet in the kitchen, Where life is rebirthed There gathered the women Pottery deep into breakfast Reassuring one another The calm centerContinue reading “A Willow’s Lament”
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The End is Near
There is a man clinging to life but not long for this world. His bones are resting heavy as his skin becomes mottled His breath labored His jaw slack His hands are loose fists. The moaning has stopped Ragged breath in Rattling out There is no movement Check. Nothing. Check again. Still. He has beenContinue reading “The End is Near”
Light of Love 