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dimanche, janvier 31, 2016

River of Fire....( river series )

River of Fire
 
Blood-like ruby hue streaks the mountainside
it courses slowly shallow and wide
runs relentlessly towards water blue
weaving crimson paths bright and new
 
Barren land flashes deaths color
solidified by the torment of fire
heavy air floats on volcanic terra
while acrid haze escapes the looming caldera
 
Boisterous gales blow steadily
on this waning day, ghostly gray
jagged lava rocks and basalt pillows
reflect the surrounding hellish glow
 
I see effusive eruptions oozing fragments
encircled by flames spitting lament
as they reveal portals to the underworld
in streams of molten rock unfurled
 
Demonic specters rise
hanging low above frothy pumice
fully embraced in columns of bloody magma
and creep over brick-red terracotta
 
Stepping through my shadow while on this carapace
My mind dances on this dynamic surface
and I gratefully bask in the fiery show
contained in this pyroclastic flow
 
 

mardi, janvier 26, 2016

Hard River Fishing...(river series)...

HARD RIVER FISHING
 
Hard river granite still
welcomes sliding in icy chill
beneath a deep well of dim skies
among countless crystal flies
 
We slip and slide on this frozen world
buffeted by winds that dart and swirl
our eyes sting as this ballet unfurls
blinding our quest for open water foamy curls
 
Then, a reverberating gunshot of energy unbound
startles all as we slide around
we seek the portal to the underworld
and it quickly appears in dark glassy swirls
 
Our baited offerings cast, sink below
as we stand with frozen toes
wishing for a prized rainbow today
furtive beauty lurking in darkness swimming lazily
 
Then, speckled magic rouses our quasi slumber
it breaches in a moment to remember
seconds seem to last forever
as we joyfully dance on hard river water
 
 
 

samedi, janvier 23, 2016

RIVER RAFT...(river series )

River Raft
 
When upon river currents buoyed
and with wavelets splashing over me
 sunlight reflected in eyes clearly annoyed
augment my river rafts lack of controllability
 
Surging water in vigorous eddies and swirls
mark my journey in late afternoon
On distant shore I spot a youthful girl
a beauty in springtime bloom
In her smile, I see life's promise
She's like a precious flower seeking the light
her eyes are filled with exciting unrest
that during my dark hours might
render shaded valleys more comforting

 Gusting winds send her long hair flowing
and signal that a tempest is advancing
Nearby hills exhale their cold breeze
sending their message in the afternoons chill
while sabers of light sharply bright
slice through my shadow shield
that fails to protect visionary eyes
as my hand grasps the tiller guiding the way
 
The looming sunset like a razors edge
cuts into memories that travel with me
 cherished times with love spread
on the way to uncertain destiny
and as I ride my river raft, I clearly see
love unconditional in family traditions kept alive
that ride strong currents towards the blue sea
 and carry a satchel of legacy with much pride
 
 

mardi, janvier 19, 2016

Moon River.....( river series ) Revision #1

Moon River
 
Night vision in shades blue
behold webs that hold crystal dew
thick air floats motionless over water
as moonlit currents speak in murmur
The full moon sleeps on a cloud bed
insulated from distant church bells
Harsh reminder of funerals
that ring a tone of life mortal
 
River water gathers cloud reflections around itself
and wrap a full moon on high in stealth
while illuminated eddies littered with leaves
 hide a flow dark and deep
I listen to my heart
telling me to notice reflections in the dark
in my sight this is happening
reality in the beauty of natural things
 
Across the silvery flow I hear night shouts
in clearings that yawn like an angry mouth
calls from the inside of a moonlight resistant forest
'Tis there that the nighthawk alertly rests
and with raptor vision focused on open fields
patiently seeks his hidden meal
 
Silently I stroll in this silky blackness
I find the meaning of chaotic darkness
 where death wants to touch me
cripple me and desert me
while I savor river fantasy under pocked moon
and dance with specters in blue festooned
 
Silent trees cast down their leafs
like molten feathers floating with ease
My reality is touched by a gentle breeze
a tune of spiritual appease
and this river symphony makes my life dear
as I bask in moon river clear
 
 
 
 
 

mercredi, janvier 13, 2016

Ponder by the River...( river series )

Ponder by the River
 
Soulful desires flow between verdant banks
where leafy residents dare to stand
and watch the swollen mouths of streams full
                                             disgorge their milky water along dark woods                                         Cresting waves like breasts lifted
peak in foamy tips lovingly spotted
 
Just one glance at this scenery
satisfies mindful needs gritty
desires that lurk in hungry eyes
aroused by natures wordless cries
cries that call for the quest of river prose
to be given life and to minds exposed
 
Stroll along river shores mucky
carefully step on rocks bitterly slippery
notice tall reeds rise from water still
hear the red-wing blackbird and whippoorwill
while the suns orange edge
disappears over the rivers western ledge
and sit back, let the evening flow over river stones
as the Kingfisher wings his way home
minnow in beak like a treasured conquest
and relax while seeing nature at its best
 
 
 

Rive Prayer...( river series )...

River Prayer
 
Come, sit by the river with me
enjoy natures soothing serenity
may you experience different layers of reality
while you sit by the river with me
 
Above the river high in heavenly rapture
hangs a golden chandelier
on the hillside pastures
shadows stealthily drift there
crystal oscillations ruffle blue water
and diffused light sways reality
into instilled natural pleasure
that flood into my awareness like morning coffee
 
The river justifies itself in my life
beauty under morning sunshine
it has spiritual warmth in its flowing delight
wrapped in lucent shadows of veils thinly defined
 
These observations urge my quill
to paint on mind canvas daily
on pages blank with verses still
to engage the spirit passionately
as happiness lives in a momentary gaze
during some crimson afternoons
and when the river sometimes escapes
'tis redeemable at night under the full moon

dimanche, janvier 10, 2016

RIVER CLEAR...( river series ).

River Clear
 
When the season chills the day
and in that special moment
snow flakes arrive to play
dressed in white enchantment
the river absorbs their flaky presence
and crystal purity disappears quickly
into a flow naturally cleansed in essence
on its voyage towards a better day
 
Although, snow crystals it'll never be
this river wild sparkles beneath the wintry moon
redeems the beholders artistic fantasy
as it melts the seasons gloom
with the gift of flowing reality
present in the shallow depths of humanity
 
The river courses through all conformity
becoming sadly ever dirty
it searches for redemption in a new identity
wanting to flow free of lost virginity
and cascade through scattered boulders
bring joyful sounds to casual ears
embodied in twilight spectacles lasting forever
and satisfy hungry eyes with substance clear
 
River beauty should be always available
to soothe mother natures cry
with its flashes of color unstable
that blend into the fading light
 wonderful are the times spiritually feasted  
because of a river clear and bright
that's easily sipped and lovingly tasted
 in the glorious presence of its sight
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

mardi, janvier 05, 2016

MOLECULAR RIVER...( continuation of River series...)

Molecular River
 
Come, sit by the river with me
enjoy natures soothing serenity
may you experience different layers of reality
while you sit by the river with me
 
Discreet water molecules in random motion
surely grab my attention
as they form fluid smooth and continuous
a perception never too obvious
Their molecular randomness flow before me
in rapid currents that run to the sea
 
Transfixed, my gaze plunges into its depths
seeking a natural analysis of this tempest
some neural fabrications dispensed nightly
support a need that guides my way
in randomness of watery torrents beneath cold air
that await curtains white to appear
 
This gray trembling water flows without a care
It moves swiftly while I stare
At its eddies and turbulence
my fervent attention making no difference
as its randomness whispers in semi darkness
underneath a cover of starry brightness
 
This river molecular lives in disguise
as continuous smoothness beneath the sky
 I wake from reality's sleep
to confront truth embedded quite deep
in layers of river gray
where randomness is natures way

samedi, janvier 02, 2016

WINTER RIVER....( river series....)

Winter River

Come, sit by the river with me
enjoy natures soothing serenity
may you experience different layers of reality
while you sit by the river with me
 
Molten glass water like clear gin
flows in frothy waves and curls
only to disappear under shell ice that swirls
beneath the loneliness of winter chill
 
River restless jars the senses
demands momentary gazes from us
to appease our daily life's workday rush
while vindicating its icy presence
 
Now that the Great Blue heron no longer flies
and the hungry bass no longer leaps
no more wild flowers border waters deep
as the winter river is host to Golden Eyes
 
There is beauty in its frozen desolation
loveliness in this river I know quite well
Peacefully, I succumb to its winter spell
abundant in its seasonal condition
 
I notice frothy tongues lick ice shelves
and hear babbling incantations
that draw my gaze and attention
to this winter river's magical self
 
Like enduring love it flows
it nurtures needs that arise
during wintertime that slowly flies
needs that would stagnate in winter shadows