I will carry your tears
dear child, little child
stiff sapling wind-blown
rooted by a thin thread
I'll carry your tears
in a golden chalice
your fears on an emerald plate
place them on an altar for you
fragile child
roll your eyes to me
little one
roll your eyes and breathe
ridgid child
roll your eyes and breathe
breathe
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Blind Fish
The allure of the sea
the blacks the blues
wings obstruct sun
an unlit day
chilled swells press toward
a shoreless sea ensnarled
in sargassum
ropes of Kielbasa
DNA
a vortex swirls
the taste the smell of brine
gravity pressure
a fathomless black medium
currents where blind albinos swim
a sea of carp
a sea of obtuse fish
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Clean Sweep #2
submerged
body tethered
like an animal
with umbilical cord
shark, mouse, incessant dancer
three-wheeled prowler
your heart hums in my ears
your tail undulates
as you travel your seabed
eating scraps
so much time we have
spent together Polaris
navigator of the deep
I give you the gift
of respite as I retract
you from your sea
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Divided
I joined people on the sidewalk
to watch a house with broken foundation,
cracked glass, separated walls, a house about to fall. It perched
on a hill that was not right, with others
like a row of dominoes. So unlike
my house, facing the Pacific
surrounded by spurge and
sand. A house cannot
stand when divided
against itself.
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Leaving the mountain
Lush carpeting lies far below
smoke creates haze in the valley
at the side of the road is a fire
I wait on a steep mountainside
the sky is filled with candles
platinum coats distant landscapes
tomorrow I descent to travel
on the road beyond the fire
to my fathers place of birth
to travel through his small town
and seek his spirit there
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Broken people
I know them from an old photograph-
my father sits on a stump in knickers
stern father by his side
mother in black and white
scattering chicken feed
I remember my father drove us to
the island where he is buried
parked in front of an institution
that reminded me of a prison
a woman in white brought Ann to us
we say her in a hallway
a woman with a placid face
who was somewhere nowhere
he spoke to her in calm tones
she looked beyond
we never met
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Fringe flower
Small fragile
as if a piece of
bone china with a
creamy sheen landed
on cobblestones of
a Dublin street
she walked there those
uneven stones
beneath her feet
pasty hand clasped
secure in his grip
her eyes protruded
to try to touch
lifeless buildings
carriages horses
cobblestones below
life seemed slow
but then that grip
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When I Think Of Birds
When I think of birds I think of forms-
liberation in the sky
unfettered wings flying high
When I think of love
I think of passion
and of pain
When I think of death
If I think of death
I think of death
When I think of you
I think your song is true
warming icy rain
I look at pleasure
and look at pain
I look at laughter in the rain
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