Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Blepharospasm

Positive thinking
Leads to insomnia.
Anything complicated
As a brain begs
To fly apart.
Faith is a
Different art:
These immortal
Sparks in fur
Are cats, sleeping,
Seeking their
Containers' shapes,
Curled in baskets,
Pie-tins.
Now awake, escaped,
Sprung into passion
And care, and
Like me, uncertain
And losing hair.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Seven Words In Search Of Punctuation

One looks
Into it
It looks
Into one

What is
Created
Created
What is

One is
Created into
What is created
Into one

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Dream Trail

Down a narrow
Track to water,
Winding under trees,
I like to think
Something happens
At the end -- a
Pool fringed
In reeds--
Something important
In a way we
Don't understand.
It emits a mist
That disappears
On land --
Indeed, miracle
Enough for me.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Needs Must

I have risen early
To no purpose,
My opinion
Not required.
Old enough
Surely -- I should
Be resigned to
Under-rank design
Outlined in
Fallen apples--
To know art
And novelty tick
Away in others'
Needs, that what
I think, feel,
What I do
Recede.