In passing

in the sight

in the slightest

moment of that sight

the shift of the world

pulled at its own gravity

a war for knights and kings

to surrender to

in the sight

brief passing and

momentary reflection

the world turned differently

the pavement turned around

turned slowly and suddenly

to give into

the sight

June scene

the hummingbird

made sure it was seen

when it flittered around 

the corner of the house

sure it could have been

a large butterfly

though it didn't

float like a leaf

caught in the breeze

sure it could have been

a piece of litter

though it didn't 

continue its drift

caught in the breeze

its movement and

direction was intentional

a suspended and grand display

floating in the glory

of the afternoon sun

 

Opening the booty box

I've dug through

the gold and the gems

for the true treasure

something to surrender

for the heaviness of it

is too much to carry

and the gods forbid 

to have and to hold

rather to have is

to be so bold 

in the eyes of the gods

for none of it is ours

all of it will fade

and flow back to origin

to the true ownership

that only inner divinity

can attempt to understand

Twister moon

flesh burns in

the afternoon sun

to meet the cool

blue moon later

in a stormy night

the sirens may

call out three 

or even four times

while spectators in

the neighborhood gaze

upward to the flashes

but we have already

smelled the rain

and felt the thunder

in our souls

it's time to let

the wind blow through

and take all our

expectations with it

 

Overstayed welcome

a barren bed lays

in the middle 

of a potato row

rabbit feet have

beaten it down

for comfort

for protection

while drizzle

tickles the foliage

only clouds float

overhead for now

so astute ears lay

down to rest

in a nestle of fur

among potato leaves

Egyptian burdens

the stains and scars

they are ours

to wear

yet we have

worn them out

and our coats

are new and spotted

just as a fawn

napping in dappled

shade and long grass

we have carried

these irons too long

and it is time

to walk into the fire

so the metal may melt

and we can rise

from the ashes that remain