THE COMPOSITION OF ONE

                       Up? Down? How 

                 Does one tell time

                 When time is done?

                 An end undone or

                 Begun in infinity--

                 Divinity calls, even from

                 Faces fixed in walls.

 

Wings

 Geodoodle

Our dreams fill with light,

Miracles, fear, darkness,

Noise, joys, sorrows of

Waking at tomorrows 

Relit in night where ball-

Lightning gets us biddable

And living skies anoint 

New lives --a plenum,

A focal point in thunder

Tells us where to run

Under shelter --a heart melter

From about and above

Teaching us to be in love.

 

 

 

OUTSIDE

 

Confusion of wind,

Ice and rain reflect a brawl 

Inside the brain. Strange,

Mind declines in fracas.

And even stranger,

Plenum makes mind, bone,

Flesh skirmish inside alone.