inner landscape

Status Quo

she reads deficient words i scoop

from wordless worlds from her eyes' well

between the lines the rose's tendrils climb

skylorn into the blue

reaching for this wall's ending high

to catch the light of secret gardens.

(for D.)

photo

How the sky reminds me of you.

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from silent sea

soft waves keep rolling to my shore

welcoming them with tender hands

seashells keeping their lore

within their longing hearts

how far — you never are

my heart embraces you

chin rested on your shoulder

to see the evening sky

with your soul's eye.

(for D.)

#134

maybe we are

two little notes

in universal music

woven into a sweet melody

whitecaps on the endless blue.

(for D.)

at the far end

my light you stay
in times of dark,
on brightest day
entwined with sunlight
on a hopeful morn

my light you stay
cast over flowering fields
caressed by summer breeze
on careless afternoon
that slowly turns to golden eve

my light you stay
when after many moons
you may remember
the wilted roses
at the far end of your garden

know then
that they are blooming still
in mine until all gardens fall.


(for D.)