Choosing Dreams

Writing is a dream perhaps

for those who enjoy night
the paths diverge and words
emerge just before daylight. 

Bed remains so neatly turned
the moon presides o'er sleep
someone thought I am the boss
of when I choose to flee.

Retirement a blessing
dreaming when you want
if you have a wife permits
this odd accoutrement.

I would not take this path
"methinks" ? pull words from
out of where...

if I lived alone would be
a risk too much to bear.

They say we are at 4 a.m.
well suited for the task
astronauts of little rooms
ceilings that disappear.

Glass is gone forever
shingles might be bad
risk is ever present
but so is joy

beware.

This path been going on awhile
it leads to other things
I notice dreams will cozy up
and kiss real thoughts
waking.

Romance is for all mankind
we find it wild within
walking down the road
at night

the sky writ large
inside. 

 

Plums In The Night

I watch you watch the television

and know that you are fine
resting after all the hours
working all the time. 

You think of things to do
stay busy
I think of things to don't
together we are everyone

Turtle Born

Elder folks do travel
like turtles being born
head out to the water
try to stay untorn.

Not eaten by the seagulls
delicious taco food
turtles go religiously
using waggle moves.

To the deep, cool waters
sky way up above
avoiding the Alzheimers
go back to school! In love!

Photo From Virginia Beach

Out of the City Too

There is some land behind the house
sky and fields and trees
crescent moon this time of month
no chimes, still air, no breeze.

Go out to the deck tonight
throw the locks and walk
there into the sky in flight
leave the cluttered house.

Eternity and life outside
forever and away
sitting in a folding chair
even try to pray.

Listen to the silence
breathe the cool night air
everyone is sleeping now
neighbors, horses, bears.

Three a.m. and back in bed
didn't leave the room
better just to rest awhile
in this familiar tomb. 

Light And Lovely

 Meditation posture

in the kickback chair

legs crossed, knees up

at two a.m.

what's going on in there?

Rub away those shivers

body very rude

talking about bodies!

this one is really screwed.

Chair goes back, offers the roof

a better view above 

where are we going late?

please not the attic cove.

Light is in, beside, behind

everywhere it is

this the thought that occupies

the mind bebops within.

Heals a person anytime

can change a mountain top

Light is like the basic thing

where is it?  "I" looks up.

Fascinating occupation

in the darkness 

cheers! Focused on

esssential stuff

where do we go from here?

Look for all the cheeriness

the golden boughs, the sage

choirs with a healing touch

My Lord and the next page.

Nothing! So we go along

electric  bolts within

stiffness in the elbows

head drooping, chest fallen.

Just behind the thought

a bit, hang up the I.D.

darkness, let me go dammit

peek beneath disease.

Every day for fifty years

I signed up for this?

Yes! She whispers happily

and I am gathered in.

Breath

 

Emotion wants to say a word

reason won't reply

body is tied up again

all the parts unwise.

Do a thing ten thousand times

don't want to do it more

except for breathing

take a breath for ninety years

want more.