Dodging Crevasses

Too many bridges into
Mountains too far
Where dreams may be lost
In the climbing over rocks,
Boulders that shifting can
Send hope hiding under
Fear, misery, doubt, despair.
Still, the beauty at the summit
Makes the trouble on the path
Seem insignificant and worthwhile
For climbing ever higher is
How growth and learning occur.

Four Haiku

The day befalls like
A steady downpour of rain
Over whitecapped waves.

When the clouds gather
Bringing stormy weather near;
Look! The distance clears!

A pen in salute
Is more delicious than wine –
Edifying lives.

Love tenderly plays
Until the music made is
A graceful concert.

In A Glance

In other eyes we see stars
Let free to fly, reflecting
All the lovely living contained,
In the chambers of souls
Set to the motion, pulses
Of rare beautiful hearts,
Played upon the stages
Where creativity, art,
Become solid truth;
Extraordinary lives of love.

Heroes

I rate no kisses
In ordinary moments,
But I am also
The Provider Of The Food.
In the minutes which
I fill the ceramic bowl
I come clothed in praise,
When I set the food down, there,
No one is more beloved.
Next, I sit; I am
Slathered in grateful kisses
I have no escape,
So food is the way to win –
All pure doggie hearts,
Walking is miraculous
Work too, so dogs admire you.

Phantom Silhouette

The ghost, yesterday,
Writes a mystery of rising,
Falling, perfectly played no retakes,
Only steamy, streaming tears
Coursing over pallid cheeks
Give lie to the hale semblance
Of consistent happiness.
Still, the simple setting has
An attraction magnetic
Because in the playing, pain
Is a specter passed by,
No damage doubly done,
Not materializing – nor destroyed
By being again; only felt,
Visionary, memory recorded,
In soft tissue, written like
A blade slicing through braided
Rope to frazzle and progress.
All harm rendered obsolete
In the forward movement,
These crystalline moments,
Of who is and what will become:
The dream opens itself to
Fulfill love’s destiny now, ever.