love making one shadow

take this cup
it is made empty
for you
spring rain
baptismal calligraphy
in the font
crescent moon
head over heels
in darkness
fresh green leaf
her sleeping-down head
a-lay on me
the sea also
longing longing longing
to break ashore
some words
lying just so—
blossom fall
after-dream . . .
my empty pages
on tenterhooks
autumn dusk . . .
the sound of daydreams
entering water
day after day
the deepening terror
of a still pond
mirror lake—
one stillness expecting
another
sounding out 
the efficacy 
of silence

wormturn intowards itself

river fog
dreams rise around me
painting light
the absence
darkness suffocates
on itself
in dark wings
breath before
there is light
rite of passage
town after town blooming
golden arches
prayer fall
until breath gives up
even meaning
joyful mystery . . .
a heartbeat quickens
from the dungeon
words not quite 
fitting the isness
of all this