Jackets in My Closet - Excerpts
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Return Passage
Slow, the hours' pace
Leaving me here, alone,
no place.
Wandering to corners
of my endless empire . . . -
The Soul Whisperer
There was a warm breeze
Whispering something magical
to my soul
As I journeyed into the realm
of dreams . . . -
Refracting in absentia.3
Flocks of excitable geese,
mate searching in a
prolonged delta dance
Over his bruised hairy shoulder . . . -
Sweet Sounds of Poetry
During the windless night
sounds of rhyme and reason
were not to be found. Not on the
plain white walls covered with
fine art from foreign lands . . . -
4 Thought
We once danced to a serenade
of electrified snowflakes
Pretending to cover the
unsanded oak dance floor . . . -
Waves and Phases
Compass coated with sheath
of salty film
Imagining
Memories . . . -
Rumi's Dilemma
Conscious life, especially what
Appears to be a full life, teases
My mind with options
to consider.
My soul senses otherwise . . . -
Rose Sorbet
Ebony eastern sky embossed
with a thin crescent moon
Winking, fluttering like a village
of fireflies in a huge lidded jar, -
Midterms
Turning so slowly
with minds intact
Regressing to past times
of fairy tales and fibs
The common-everyday-man
can be . . . -
Silver Heart
Each night the songs of angels
Gently pull the green bedspread
over his eyes
His soul bathes in silent melodies -
Celestia
Though the roses you plant today
need not my crusted fingers
Unspeakable desires
within my soul till the earthen soil -
Silk
Eternal dreams of her brown eyes
etched across his soul like the light fragrant breeze of roses
Iridescently frozen in time in an ivory compartment in his home
carved with the gentlest truth of love.