Send me flowers
While I am living
Don’t wait until
I am gone
No sweet words
That paint the air
Hanging there waiting
To fall
No kisses to turn me away
To look for you
When the moon comes out
To dance with the stars
Send me
So when the blossoms fade
And the leaves rot to mush
I can return them home
To the grave, cold ground
~

Frost embraces pane of glass
Sunlight’s kiss the same
Like a rose breaking
Through an egg shell
The glass remains
~

Pearls off a broken string
Clatter to the ground
Gathered again
In a white ceramic bowl
Placed on a shelf
~

Soft petal crimson
Touched by dewdrops
Kissed by morning sun
In silence born
Unfolding with wings
Butterflies and spring breezes
Fragile breathless beauty
~

Breathing out, breathing in
Seeing fish and letting them swim
Looking out the window, looking in
Searching tomorrow and everywhere I have been
Like a spring breeze you pass through me
Sun burst through the clouds
Every drop of rain
You are gone again
~

Stone finds its place
At the river’s bottom
Between the water and sand
Current surges and swirls
Stone moves unexpectedly
To tumble and turn
Then find its place once again
At the river’s bottom
Between the water and sand
Does the stone shape the water around it
Or does the sand and water shape the stone?
~

I watched the blades of grass
Dip and bend with the wind
The clouds flap like drying sheets
On the line – constant movement
Wild flowers scent the air
Woven into my hair, my fingers
I lay back watching
In silent reverie
The birds sang sweetly today
And a grasshopper
Kissed my knee
Before leaping away
Still dark night
Stars brightly shine
Shower down in streams of light
Heart beats thunder
Palms turned upwards
Stars fall to kiss
My hands
Slip beneath the surface
Water molds to every body curve
Moonlight dances
On cresting waters
Quiet joy
Silence
~

Hand opened on the bed,
Sunlight on the palm
Nothing to hold onto
Nothing to grasp
Leigh coming and going
Here and there
Sun rises over the roof tops,
Pale yellow light
Spills through frosted window
Another morning
~

Sun rises over the roof tops
Pale, yellow light spills through
The spidery frost on the window.
Another morning.
Hand opened on the bed,
Sunlight in the palm
Nothing to hold on to
Nothing to grasp
Light coming and going
Here and there
Caught in the crystal,
Hanging in the corner of the window
Shattered light is painted
On the bare walls.
Even colour is elusive
As the sun climbs higher
In the winter sky.
Another day.
Dream remnants fly
with the wind outside.
Another night dissolves with
One last breathless kiss
~

Snow falls in hushed silence
I watch one snowflake in effortless labor
Drift to the soft emerald boughs
Of cedars and pines
The window fogs as I lean
Too close to the glass
The cold creates an intricate design
That takes on life of its own
Crystals spreading
Creating breath taking lace
To dress the pane of glass
I shrug my coat on
And enter this snow filled room
Drawn to the snow piles
To fall with the flakes
To lie face up, eyes closed
In the hushed silence
~

Hush love
I can hear you coming
Like a whisper
On the wind
As the water cradles
The lotus bloom
~

Ah my darling
I stood at my window
Watching you
The sky shone at the sight of you
And the clouds blushed deep pink
At your descending caress
Cannot help but smile,
Though you rest now behind the trees
And will be gone soon enough
I know I will feel your light kiss
In the morning
For now, I can wait for that new day
But in this stillness,
I am content to watch your shining face
As time fades away
~