Satisfied

Let the world of glory-seekers go with wealth and want ungratified, or find their treasure like a dearest beau in colored chaos under rainbows wide. I’ll be glad on islands, owing One. Oh, bring me sunset in a cup, the same I’ve had before. Tip o’er my soul and fill it up and let the […]

Though Sunlight Wanes

Sure though the light that led me through the day and hastens quickly to its wint’ry bed should deign to paint the clouds like kids at play: spilling flame and orange overhead, and though the shadows gath’ring round would dance their undulating coldness as the wane of mirthful brightness turns at last askance and closes […]

Apple Day

Driving in the dewy air the biting tang from just beyond the thinning vale (thinner in the mountain mist) that separates our world from bliss. Beethoven on the speakers; themes again, again and then, ONE MORE TIME again. – Climbing up in apple tree to bite the skin-sweet juice and throwing (wasteful) high into the […]

Varin’s Seat

Have you heard of Varin’s seat, have you heard the music bare, have you heard the salt spray songs that steel your soul in life-ish dare? – It comes on swells from Over-yon it comes in dales of aqua wave it comes all tinged in bronzish flame— the fire-gift the sky last gave. – Let […]

Ruby Dusk

A red ball of yarn– the kind kittens play with– sits glowing in the sky as cranes fly slowly by. – – – Photo by Pedro Figueras: https://www.pexels.com

Quiddity

What kind of boon to fight temptation keep demons at bay and bless mankind with goodness is found within an autumn apple eaten on a fence at sunset? – – – Photo by Erik Mclean: https://www.pexels.com/photo/aged-wooden-fence-in-lush-forest-in-rural-area-5753341/

Downsun

We few watched the sun die, the swimmers and I, as water lapped ’round our waists turned from blue to black – – –

Pageantry

Glowing medal slinging rays, coruscant, burnished, light, killing time in grand displays, come meet me after night. – – – Image by Christine Cravens from Pixabay

In the West

Over the woodlands, swooping low, teasing of summer as they go, the winds play in trees I know. They blow to the ends from the West. And every day the wide skies call the mighty king to his mountain hall. Across the fields his footsteps fall. The sun goes home to the West. Here, the […]

Under Surface

Turbulent and troubled waters, inky black the swelling ocean: bobbing up and chopping downwards as the sunlight sneaks away. Far beyond the water hillocks endless wastes of dark and deepness beckon to the weary swimmer etiolate of warming rays. – Down beneath the dipping wave splash thousand single fishes swiggle swept along by bubble currents […]