lingering voices

I like it out here

BUILDING CLOUDS

Suddenly

insight comes in an instant, a moment of pure awareness.

Known as Suddenlys - these lines are vestiges of spontaneous discernment.

I started writting them in 1985
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Suddenly, in a copse of trees,
                  a fog shrouded field,
                  her arms enfold him in continuing being.

Suddenly peacefilled,
his head on her shoulder soft golden morning fog.

Suddenly, all his fits & beginnings
are swallows before the storm.


Suddenly, his smugness is an old
western movie façade.

Suddenly, a sadness appears
sliding down the tendrils 
smoke from his cigar.

Suddenly roused by her roaring he senses

blood on the grass.


Suddenly, flying is merely a matter
of concentration.

impression of red

of wind

fading

daybreak
the slow fade of
emergency sirens

Past & Future

night walking

night a foot
in chase through the pines
the quarter moon

Windy Morning

Holding It Together

dancing the night away

a walk

next door

a noon garden
the neighbor's bulldog
still snoring

& 9

the endless rattle
these one hundred bones
‘round the well of time

fields of gold

chairs

grandmother's ghost

call

at the window
her favorite chair
the hospital number

World Cup

giant toadstool
a young boy scores
the winning goal

The Arbuckles II

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The Arbuckles