January 17, 2012

six weeks history
no more blood or progeny
beginning? or end?

January 18, 2012

clearance delivered
post weeks of inhibition
free movement beckons

January 19, 2012

delivers daily
vital, trivial, wanted
departs, cloud in wake

January 20, 2012

loving though distant
challenges traditions, roles
builds strengths, foreign, new

January 21, 2012

water, over time
gentle, cool, power sublime
to softly smooth flaws

January 22, 2012

ordinary acts
bedrock, infrastructure, frame
love’s longevity

January 23, 2012

creeping up through soles
winter ices sinews, bones
shoulder turns, rejects

January 24, 2012

boy who’s lived three years
locks in with eyes, limpid, dark
ventana to God

January 25, 2012

hour with mat, OM, breath
balance, resilience, strength
return with passion

 
January 10, 2012

at this moment
can I focus on anything else
when towhees and sparrows
dance?

January 11, 2012

Clouded is my morning
Not my vision
Or my mind
Clarity a gift, earned

January 12, 2012

In the calm warmth
of my solitary day
I realize
I like it this way

January 13, 2012

Moods tint all views
Best to understand the mood
Than alter the view

January 14, 2012

Gin and juice
Calming produce
When taken in wee amounts

January 15, 2012

Clouds soften desert sky
Slowing pace of love and I
Offering a reason why
not? lie about and sigh…
It is good.

January 16, 2012

rain washed away dust
prompted fresh rust, corrosion
decay feeds new life

 

January 7, 2012

Daunted
I emerged valiant

Challenged
I emerged

January 8, 2012

In the light of a new day
Yesterday’s disappointments
Are mere shadows of themselves
If I shine my light
They disappear

January 9, 2012

The virtual
Grows literal
If nurtured
Just a bit

January 10, 2012

Thrasher’s melody
Sings me from the ecstasy
Of sunrise slumber

 

Great Horned Owl, Outside Tucson

Just beyond my bedroom window
Great-horned owl calls his mate
She answers him most deftly
Single “hoo” a wee bit late

Their cadence’s, smooth and rhythmic
He more strident, firm, than she
What could female be relating,
Calling back from yonder tree?

Are they planning life together?
Did the nesting fabric rend?
Or are they just now courting,
Pondering whether or not to spend~

Their lifetimes together
In the desert?

 
Small Stone, January 4, 2012

Hiking through morning desert
Clearly, struggle went down
Did two bucks vie
Or did one die
After encountering local mountain lion?

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