Wounds healed over
Stitches dissolved
New skin shines pearl-like
In the morning sun
Stretches to touch
The wholeness
Of things placed
Just where they should be
Tag Archives: words
STILL PROCESSING
Disquiet drops
A question mark
At the banquet
Table where
Overripe, hardened
Mellow and bruised
Fruit of the vine
Are gathered
A WALK IN THE PARK
Slow placing on a winding path
One thought in front of another
A jogger huffs impatient
Warm breath at my neck
I stop holding hands
With contemplation
To let her pass
IDOL
The tongues of the prophets
are swollen, clogged
with the oil of easy living
words unsaid
pile up in hidden corners
as ears are blocked
to the sound of the wind
DISSONANCE
How to hold together
In our eyes and ears
Words and Word
As the News breaks
The angels’ song
Lit by the power
Of our phones
WORDS
Words ride on sound-waves
Across smoky rooms and satellites
They carve out keys
That unlock underground rivers
And spark dry flints
Into fires that buzz
Hum and ignite ideas
Through towns and continents
We must use them well
Mud at the wall 