Friday, September 20, 2013


Harvesting Moonlight
Today the dark approaches, loosens veils of entropy.
Pixel colors whisper, soft hum of trails diminishing.
Lumbering, tales sweaty from slumber sweep
crumbling crusts, twigs and dust,
unencumber twinkling.
Luscious Moon, brilliant, rises
like a sacred flower unbinds, radiates,
smiles indulgence.
Celestial song, deep-breath effulgence,
lofty spirit.  All we who hear it open our wings.
This night we fly over poignant fields of work requited,
imbibe euphorious mystery of peace.  Labor’s release,
rewards of harvest, ritual feast of play.
Uproarious dance with moonlight; voice, arms, soar

in embrace so strong, complete.

Grand Opening
If a better world
were to open,
everyone invited to attend,
would our hopes yet again be broken?
Lost to those whose true love is to offend?
Folks happy to share vital passion,
no time to berate, hate, proselytize.
If only such a code would be the fashion,
our better world could open, grow, thrive.
September 20, 2013

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