the verse

{poetry}

Blood Magic

She said give
At the blood bank, if you wouldn't mind
I said Is there any other kind?

Stay Spirit

In exhalation I appear
And seen like dust in rays of sun
As real as looking up at trees
In stillness over river's run

Not left, not right, and center least
Not here to slay or feed the beast
But there to share our common grief
And find out what's below belief
To open doors and hang a wreath
And show the joy that's underneath

Teacups in Foxholes

Eyes on skies as light descends
And trips on brackened earth
Washing over airborne flesh
That tears withiners' worth

Bed and Breakfasts

Knit dress hugging light frame cleanly
Purple soft and rough hewn falling
Hips to stomach chest groove rising
Rainy shine New England book stores
Necklace fun brown hair and softly
Cobbling down the tree lined street
I watch you go in bed and breakfasts
Seeing you made loving worth it

You Have Risen

Eyes clear to picture bright of orange between
Wind parting for the light enameled where
Your pillows by your heart's new golden sheen
Divide like daisies rising in the air

River

blood, time, rush, by
down towards no why
have peace be free
will have will be

The Wolf in the Dark

For each there is a wolf by grace
A beast that stalks us all our days
With every beat, from place to place
Along our path it always stays
To stalk and chase and find us still
And wait until we’ve lost our will

Storming a Beach

There was a time we broke on through
Against a tide of rising guns
And I was falling next to you
Forever earth from mother's sons

Breath

I woke up breathing past the wind
Believing it would leave
And fall along the distance
It would take my love to grieve

You Do

You do something to me you see
Something Cole Porter purported to have sorted
Out pout doubt drought
Cry, sigh, oh, my - there’s so much space without a trace of
You, boo, love, hoo - me
And my shadow, how now;
Darkness seems a painting of you