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