Her starry surf burns
The ocean is crystal grey
salty Milky Way
across a gray sky
ragged red streaks like war paint
tribal chants in tow
drenched in summer rain
thunder rolling overhead
we're caught in full bloom
Feather snow hardens
To cold white steel, by sun's glare
That fades its glory.
One love of one earth
Through hands of hope and healing
May it always be
Short autumnal days.
Paths darken, then disappear --
alone, the wind shrieks.
Dawn on the Ganges
Distant bells, a twirling leaf
Strokes the quiet calm.
The clear azure sky
That stretches over our heads
Makes one feel so small
Gentle blows the wind
That cools the hot traveler
And makes him go on
our black van tires roll
over dark elm trees stretched long,
but where are the bumps?
Dark clouds 'cross the sky.
Raindrops beat against the glass,
playing the rain song.
Tides washing the shore,
erasing the wet footprints
again and again.
Weeping cherry branch
Underneath the risen moon.
Our soldiers come home.
wilting rose pedal
weighted in the morning dew
drops tears of nature
moon shines on crushed grass
cat fight finishes my night
old tiger of mine