Friday, January 30, 2009

Monday, January 26, 2009

Friday, January 23, 2009

building stonehenge

we can only guess
why some things exist
no one takes notes
when things are obvious
and why leave blueprints
when you can leave monuments
only pilgrims keep searching
for footprints

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

spring of the eternal

i was walking down the driveway when i noticed water pooling under the house. i asked the clergywoman, one of three living there, if they had a leak. she said, "no, the water has always been there. don't worry."

the water has always been there. she seemed so sure...playful even. but water makes me nervous. especially when i find it in places where i think it ought not be.

her certainty had a calming effect, and i does she know that? and...what is it like to live in a house with a spring beneath it? and not just any spring mind eternal that has always been there.

why do the waters trouble me?

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

candy swirl

what does one voice sound like
when it rises in the sea
of a crashing crushing
thronging wave
of frail humanity
all the hopes and fears
and dreams
are bursting straining
at the seams
who can contain
such a cosmic candy swirl

Friday, January 16, 2009


i am a child
not yet confirmed
sitting - well...
fidgeting in my sunday best
next to my mother
on the left side of the sanctuary
where an hour
seems longer than eternity
at communion time
she takes a few extra elements
from the plate as it passes
and presses them surreptitiously
into my small palm
and as she sips the welches
from the tiny glass cup
she makes sure to leave a few drops
the sacrifices she made for me
i'm only now beginning
to understand

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

the eye of the beholder

this mandala has a mirror in the center, as well as around the perimeter, so that whoever looks at it, becomes part of it. i call it the eye of the beholder. it is my hope that as you see yourself reflected in the mandala, you will see your own beauty.

Monday, January 12, 2009

the good china

don't wanna' wait
for some special occasion
i wanna' celebrate every day
that we're together
'cause i came alive
when i met you
let's use the good china today!

Friday, January 9, 2009

the garden at spanish wells

i am homesick for the garden
pardon me while i press my palms
against the window pane of memory
and gaze out on the camellias at spanish wells
a young girl walks in awe
among thousands of exquisite blooms
she has never seen such a beautiful place
she doesn't know yet
that she will always remember this day
with longing

Wednesday, January 7, 2009


memory is like
a kaleidoscope
shards and fragments
constellate as
each twist of recollection
brings a new image
into view
some we want to
linger on awhile
others quickly change
and some
we hold up to the light

Monday, January 5, 2009

open eyes

if i close my eyes
i can see you
every line
each tiny detail
perfectly etched
in my memory
your word is written
in every cell
every fiber
of my being
waiting patiently
for total recall
you are so close
when i am sleeping
wake me...
wake me
when you rise
i want to see you
with open eyes

Saturday, January 3, 2009

inner compass

exactly how i got here
i cannot say
but i began to pay attention
to my dreams
and i followed the trail of crumbs
left by the authors
whose books i read
i pushed "pause"
and asked questions
and for help
i shed many tears
and a few skins
i explored new
and ancient paths
i surrounded myself
with people who believed in me
until i could believe in myself
i found my center
and followed my bliss
and found this...
my inner compass