Quiet is the best way forward

Make no noise in the forest

It is easier to hide in silence

When you cannot be seen

When you cannot be heard

The shadows become your friend

Where you can do

Whatever you want

With the confidence that comes

With invisibility

With anonymity

And when the hunter comes calling

Simply say all is well, all is well

She called me heinz today

Because, you know, 57

And it’s the kind of thing

That means more than it should;

I have attachment issues

But I’m grateful for her jokes

Her terrible dad jokes

They really are the best

Especially today

This tree

Yet to leaf

But long in the bud

Is like a crazy crowd of people

Climbing atop one another

Reaching spindly branch fingers

To the life-giving mother sky

“First one there wins!”

It is a collection of children

Joyously stretching

Without caution or care

Seeking only to continue the game

This grass is greening

Stretching forth

To reach beyond

These, the dry thin corpses

Of yesterday’s field

This fragrant infant carpet

Both lush and crackling

Beneath winter softened feet

A ready reminder

That it will try again and again

Each and every year

A persistence of life after death

Reminding us

that newness is nurtured

By decaying age

And entropy is a myth

Your faith is dead

Like Lazarus in the tomb

Never to be called forth;

Or Peter sinking in the waters

Drowning in the darkness;

It is empty and cold

Like a corpse on Easter

That will never rise again;

You buried it in hollow truth

And walked willingly away

Until you forgot where you left it –

Good riddance

You are atlas

And I am the crushing blue sky

I hold the sun and the stars

And you hold me

By and by

In the heat of the day

May i bring the spring rain

To cool your hot brow

And ease the day’s strain

Until the buzzing night

Where we rest away pain

And wake in morn again

Rabbit ran a circuit

Round the yard one winter

As if to say – must never stop

Always be in motion

We will race the cold away

And wear a path to friend earth

Until the world awakens once more;

And i can’t say for sure if it worked

But spring came with melting

While life rose up from the dry ground

So maybe rabbit brought the rain

With persistence trailing in it’s wake

Yelling me, run harder, run faster

Your world will awaken once more

When I’m trapped inside my head

I wonder at the possibility

That I might be the monster

Hiding beneath my bed

Reaching out in the midnight dark

To grab my vulnerable ankles

As they dangle thoughtlessly

Pulling myself deeper

Into the gravity well that is me

Lost,  deaf,  and blind

Unable to see

Waiting to wake at the dawn

in the silence
we can hear our voices
rambling along the dirt roads of our mind
rattling and making endless noises
wondering about this and that
about him and her and them
drifting from thought to thought
like a person laying in the grass
picking out clouds overhead
on a bright and sunny summer day
drifting in and out of sleep
while listening to the sounds of crickets
and the humming buzz of bees
as they wander near to see if you are a flower
and perhaps you are
but not the right kind
and so they move on
as peace begins to pervade
the conflict of your life
causing you to wonder
when did we stop the car
and step out to stretch ourselves
flat on the accepting earth
and why oh why
do we never want to get up again

They say

The first explosion is nothing;

Designed to bring people near,

To attract a crowd;

It’s the second explosion

That wreaks devastation

And creates wreckage in the lives

Of all who wandered close