LYRA

a gregarious sun riddle

the arch of passing time

a prehistoric rattle of wild oat and rose

stirring dormant adolescent spirits

to wake from millenniums of hibernation

a barking oceanside seal

chasing down a fleeting sunset

with sleepy eyes

between two stars

a long remember reaching

a longer breath stretching

whistles warm air

TO LIGHT OMEGA
the trail is never ending
in the lucid dust of existence
dune songs stepped within ancient steeples
mountain mind crafts
churches for infinite pilgrims
we are but eternal seeds
a small grain in a grandiose universe
cauldron miracles
goes thanks and praise
a longing to hit the indian roads
an admission of greatness
yearning for a wilderness tincture
of cats claw and slippery elm
a thick patch of golden black eyed susan
to jump into with a wide open heart
a divine gurgle erupting from the inside
to explode and angelically awaken

THE LAPPING WAVE

It is a familiar sound

a welcomed rap at the door

an angelic repeat, a spirit replay

how many of there are you 

that traveled such distances from far off galaxies

to meet in divine avenues

transversing an illustrious mystery

this rock we are on full of rich particles and giant windows

for peering and seeking

a bio feedback of fate and destiny

that knocks and knocks and knocks

silent prayers and holy incantations

to all familial gold water cells

let me in

SEA MANTIS

long ago near an abandoned quarry

we swam in a rapturous floating garden

with frail force and the energy of dainty oceanic winds

stalking invisible nothings like a topical bruise cream

you crept along basking in a buttery sunlight

a kind prayer casts moss green symphonies

conjuring medicinal dreams

and tuning frequencies to the abiding sounds of nature

rendered and whirling

a cosmic torque somehow 

happened there

ALGEANSPRINGS
the forest is the sea
from these depths there are infinite reefs of welfare
scholarships of verdant greens, blurred visions frosty like iced asparagus
in a state of preservation
promise it was the tide, the weather, and the magnetic possibilities that vortexed the mystery
they are to blame
for the wrecked comets of lichen and moss 
and a spurious sunken lighthouse
there might have been more  
and this only a shadow
an emerald phantom harboring beneath the ocean's glistening sheet
languid and whispering

CLIFFS THUNDER

pa star ponders big thoughts at high tide

from the tugboat circling a distant glacier

a thick ruddy baton for paddling grapples 

swept up logs for ceremony

to form new old habitats

enough swan steps 

the vicar calls from the shoreline

archaeological ruins recovered beyond cosmos

a handful of monumental artifacts the size and shape of angelic peas

what might float away

kind hearts 

illuminating sandy flats

cave prints collected

divine fossils resurrected 

boom rang the sea ministry 

EARTH OMEGA

O great crystalline 

the end is merely the beginning

lead me lapidary to your mountains of superstition

well up your gold

bow to the bow, the riffle, the arrow 

the scrubland of charged soil, dry earth, and death

spirit medicine desert keepers

ignite a united clearing

cardinal points to community nomads

patches of elementals woven in ornate tapestries

honey calcite, himalayan quartz, jasper, copper king, slate and soaptree,

long neck cacti clusters with worshiping arms

with solid feet the barren oceans lair  

formed the final, the infinite, the everlasting

particles of us

SCOTT TO GLADE PRUNE TO GRASS WEEP THE WAND, SAID TREE

amongst earnest grasses and low-growing herbs often I dream of you dear forager

for in the moss and fungi bearing harvestable fruit invisible to those 

who tramp with merry strides

tiny lavender wax flowers that smell of sod and pine will lay and keep

collected by delicate hands and arranged dearly 

arrested in rapture

prissy oak 

put an end to this magic forestry

it was in the many emerald coves we gathered gems when spring was ripe 

I want more, I wish more

from these doldrum winds

fuss over me gently

whisper please whisper

tease out these lavish buttons

spectrums of green like mantis in the wood by a stream 

FINGERLAKE

your paws are lengthy but petite

launching to leggier stardust regions

like erupting vines transporting the sweetest dew

as many divine estuaries lead to port

devotional sounds brought to sea

a living in hope phenomena

corralling the promise

in the clanky full moon doom

envious of the lazy fortuitous journey

floating along, rising to waking shores

souping frothy songs, tell luxurious tell

with long saturn projectiles 

guiding the float

LIGHT OMEGA

an earthquake shivered principles of desire

a fable of enlightened arms 

sorcerer teased the maidens delicate curtain

virgin twins retire to seed the warmest blues

cursed ceramic beauties

to express or navigate

spell out yell out feverish emotions

eternal materials melt down and walk through

the invisible parts we barely see or hear

jump flee or die into a new dimension

then pucker thirsty lips for euphoric afterlife

OPULENT TIDE DELIVERS

OPULENT TIDE DELIVERS
these are foster children

charmed seers of infinity

sigh not this is rebirth

a new race consummated leagues underwater

rivergrade pendulums and hawked fossils

dangle white death 

a kind bright light, move towards the light

blood stone lavish beryl

wade in Preston

material ions of perished beauties

searching for an uplift in latitude

eternal power and force

wind and tide and sand and tide and surf and tide

tows the blind river

SERPENT RAIN

SERPENT RAIN
I am changing my name
a rewritten signature to proclaim my worth 
in spiritual deeds
see what you can see
weathering drops that linger almost suspending escape
needing each other
slivering into our exuberant earth
like ophidian children migrating to the nodding lake
the hole where infinity springs forth
geometry in clank and clattle
two now damp elements 
ocean spray

DOUSING ETHERAL CLOUDS WITH WIDOW WORDS

DOUSING ETHEREAL CLOUDS WITH WIDOW WORDS

infringe upon the sea

chase first frost trumpets

tinker with tinkle

a stride through tennessee

hold back and hold in

circle explosive energies

ruin the phantom runes

whisper around cornered rooms

shimmering prisms 
hunters of wavering light

there is no white more

all have gone

angel the witch 

BESIDE RIVER GLADDEN

BESIDE RIVER GLADDEN

vert composition

fractioned emerald ocean

belief in a raining city, raining against day and night

inquest further

kneel beside fleshy rising currents

under new moons 

stowed revelations and praise

perfection in imperfection

a cumbered leech supported by odd numbers

iridescent mold or moss

hugging older scribed tumbled rocks

glass is mirror 

mirror look into the glass

green veritable fortune 

LIGHTENING ROD ASCENSION

LIGHTENING ROD ASCENSION 

bolt hare, bolt hare

what feats bear fruit

charmed creatures from the foreboding sea

by width and depth harvesting extraterrestrial energy

a glade, a sunset, a flute, a cloud strike, a saber tooth, a dark cave

electric like scrambled mountains

this is part of your initiation ground streamer

to bathe in a phenomenon that dissipates the observer

toward higher elevations

this ballad of meteor folk

followed by coarse thunder

a prophecy

BROAD BOW

BROAD BOW
with minimal effort sea unicorns 
pierce through melting glaciers
a prized horned tooth 
sacred wand of northern lights
what else happens in these silent territories
vast waves continue to coyote hills
golden coins frolic in sunlight
in painting burnt umber, sienna, russet, or camel brown
particle the left bank of charcoal city
span the wing then thaw out

SWELLING EXTENT OF CERTAINTY LIKE BRICE

SWELLING EXTENT OF CERTAINTY LIKE BRICE
nothing is bound at the wild hour of midnight
caterpillars circle Saturn's many titan rings
slowly and meticulously swimming between particles
of water and ice
and many new new moons
this our good fortune, a flood
a constellation of surprises
you and I dance the low dip
at base and spine
a fiery leaping trombone crest
lily spirit guides doused in peach morganite
this variety of beryl is more than empty

TOWARDS SPRING AND NEAPS

TOWARDS SPRING AND NEAPS
we speak of alignment but wait, a torque
an ah ha moment of right angles both congruent and obtuse
figure it out
around peaceful concocted conditions
tourmaline and pyrite follows
boat humor, chards of animal protein
Thor god thunder splicing pivoting defying sea
what is under this shallow silence
an overcast earth at a quarter moor moon
pardon me and sane Louis