Recurring Reverie

Standing on the jetty
Getaway boat out of reach
Tried to walk on water
Again

Still not sure how
That works

Storm clouds chuckle 
At the sinking fool
Tried to breathe under water
Again

Still not sure how
That works

Anchovies float the body
Back onto the jetty
Sea lions devour them
Teeth tearing, ripping 

Thank you
Sinking scales
Remnants of best efforts

Just give me
Some time
I’ll get this right
Just give me
Some time

Quiet Confidence (Reprise)

Oh my how the road
Can become dark so quickly
What once was well illuminated
Now stands in crushed shadows

But we know our steps
And have walked the terrain
In previous journeys 

The river still waits
Its banks overflow 
With expectation

Standing in the cool foam
A thousand tree limbs rush by
Debris from summer’s memory
Washing away forgotten voices

It all looked so dark
A moment ago
But I knew when I arrived, I remembered
Some things are so much stronger 
So much more reliable
Than I will ever be

Quiet Confidence

Oh my how the road
Can become dark so quickly
What once was well illuminated
Now stands in crushed shadows

But we know our steps
And have walked the terrain
In previous journeys 

The river still waits
Its banks overflow
With expectation

Standing in the cool foam
A thousand tree limbs rush by
Debris from summer’s memory
Washing away forgotten voices

It all looked so dark
A moment ago
But I knew when I arrived, I remembered
Some things are so much stronger 
So much more reliable
Than I will ever be

That Drowsy Feeling

She lilts as sun spins to her other side
Rivers of “blood” move into her heart
Bringing with it a coolness that triggers events

“You again”, she says. “What can I do for you?”
“You know. Just do whatever you do.
No expectations.”

“I like you. You’re easy.”

The music begins and slowly starts the crescendo.
Blackbirds panic in perfect harmonious murmurations
Clouds can’t decide whether or not to stay for the whole show
But we’re ok with that, they always end up contributing
Woodwinds blow through triplet leaves in perfect step
Songbirds strike out in dance, eating gnats and flies
And percussive rustles in hidden shadows offer sweet backup

“Lovely, lovely!” I blurt like an unruly audience member.
Everything stops for a second. She smiles.
Behind the acoustic wall of mountains
Clouds have joined in, dispersing sun’s energetic offerings

Sky on fire, sky on fire!
Reflected glory, blood cells in her heart
It’s all just too much, this orchestra of masses
Organized, seemingly chaotic, symbiotic

Within minutes, the wave returns to its ocean
A brief silence broken only by wind’s persistence
Wind hates to stop the jam.

“How’d we do?” she asks.
“Brilliant, as usual my dear. Thank you.” 
I bow to her.
“See you tomorrow?” she asks.
“Of course.”