Silence welcome
except for
the hanging
absent kind
the kind
where presence
lingers like
a shadow
saying nothing
this causes
my mind
to randomly
race to
run faster
to each
every single
spoken thing
wondering was
it I
who struck
the match
making this
humid absence
go boom
Daybreak
And now
mountains shimmer
like rainbow
trout swimming
slowly upstream
purple then
orange and
finally white
as quiet
sun rises
and tall
buildings like
daffodils turn
towards it
basking in
the light
of early
morning sun
Mountain (for Bean)
I imagine
you as
mountain me
as explorer
I enjoy
discovering you
your valleys
and rainforests
the peaks
of shoulders
and the
shallow hips
the hills
of chest
and oh
the deepest
of dark
pools eyes
every day
as sun
does rise
and days
do set
I paint
my trails
of you
in mind
NowThen
It is now
way before then
that will remind
me of this
you me here
making new what
we will remember
as only old
one day soon
and hopefully later
for such times
only come around
every so often
but stay forever
funny such things
as they are
Tilled
It is
always better
when it
is good
but love
isn’t built
on good
love is
built only
upon bad
at some
sufferings end
love then
when soil
is richest
and the
compost of
the past
has been
tilled plant
loves seeds
deeply then