Snow in our courtyard
Waiting by the windowsill
My breaths trace your name.
night, how still the surf
only murmurs in the air
new moon overhead
Lush massive towers
Sit under the canopy
Silence deafening
Dare I lie me down
Amidst bare trees, floating songs
Lifting lonely souls?
Anhinga bird stretch
Waking the morning stillness
Warming my new day
cloudless skies still move
so much wind across my face
leaves blowing like thoughts
bruised fruit in a bowl
paint and mineral spirits
capture my still life
Granite trail, steep climb
Soundless, as dying leaves fall
My heart beats walking
snow laced window pane
cardinal perched on barren bough
winter solitude
musical cascade
snowflakes waltz in silent song
pure white symphony
I still see you there
sipping coffee, wisps of smoke;
but you are long gone
Her eyes will twinkle
Be still or be disfigured
An unfinished doll
Far is the far shore,
Lines of which stretch farther still,
River between us.
Idiot dreaming
Quiet genius incubates
Awake and forget
Gusts of wind blow cold
Blanketing life with stillness
Whisking away souls
inebriated
consoled by the blood red moon
thoughts of you be still
Birds quietly chirp
As grass sways gently in time
Mice pause to listen
whispering breezes
carry hushed sounds of water
rolling over rocks
water lapping stones
solid in how they are placed
still among the flows
Hollowed, a canoe
Waiting for you to enter,
Adrift on the stream.
oyster on the rocks
waiting for a tardy boat
hot sour soup for five
silence muzzled me
the little girl has a voice
after thirty years
The night's only star ?
a moth caught in the streetlight
Still, I make my wish
this curtained darkness
something about the silence-
overnight snow drifts
Dewdrops kissing lace.
Amid this beauty, danger.
Wily spider waits.
Leopards hunt silent
the breeze carries leaves gone by
the Fox dies alone
Rest the eyes in sleep
the stillness of night prevails
crickets jump and play
Alone, all is still.
No one that I need to be.
Blissfully, I just be.
Old man sits and stares
He waits for life to return
Manta ray dives in
You were in my soul
Before you were in my life
I was just waiting
Boat waits patiently
Sail and sailor expectant
Not a breath of wind.
cold lonely day--sky
a seamless gray canopy
your knock on the door
in mid-pirouette
music box ballerina
waits for the last?note
enter in stillness
my small flickering candle
keep me while I breathe
Patterns in the sky
Ripples replace reflections
Stillness is silenced
Winter's frozen kiss
Icy crystalline fingers
Silent night descends