Stop
the shovels bite the black earth
turn, and empty
drop their cascade of living soil
to rattle dead wood below.
Stop
but they go on
crunch and swing and clatter
obscuring the last sight
the last touch.
Stop
do not leave me
cloven, sundered
torn
soft as raindrops the last dirt settles
and I am alone.
Archive for August, 2012
Entombment
Posted in Grief on August 28, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Undiscouragement
Posted in Thoughts on August 21, 2012| 1 Comment »
I can’t
change the world
I can’t
fix
the ugly things
the mean things
the misery and unkindness
I can’t
meet
expectations
make right
wrongs
stop
the hate
comfort the hurt.
I can
do what I can
save just one starfish
though it be only little
and never enough
I will.
Certainty
Posted in Cosmos, Imaginings on August 15, 2012| Leave a Comment »
The wave divided
bouncing, dancing,
split in two
or three, or thousands
particles, every which way
the -ons and -arks
and anti’s
matter seething, born
creating vanishing
being never been.
Reality, unreal, vague and fluid
moving changing
unseen, immeasurable
here and gone
a thing and nothing
something else.
The world so solid
firm beneath our feet
clear before our eyes and ears
fingers, noses
there is nothing there
at all.
Promise
Posted in Cosmos, Imaginings on August 7, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Impossible
to fly three hundred million miles
to drop, so softly
onto that red soil.
Impossible
to leave a mark
in that alien dust
to see with electronic eyes
our future
so far from home.
Impossible
the misting of our eyes
the swelling of our hearts
the reach of our souls
humanity
one among the stars.
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