Come rise with me to unearth the instant light begins. Come away from this death that is its illusion. What deer panting for a hidden spring fails to find the moon's reflection? What seer blinded by visions hears the dawn chorus stirring and sees again?  What silent monk seeks the fire's warmth and becomes that which burns within the sunrise?
 
Watch! 
 
An oyster opens its mouth and conceives a pearl. Trees rise from their Lazarus shrouds of mist.  Prometheus and Maui paint the earth with Heraclitean fire once more. I am the wave that is the presence of the ocean. I am become death, the creator and destroyer of separation. In a breath I become what the Christ is.
 
dying wind — 
a dandelion now
just a stalk
 
last supper —
from olive eyes
moonlight seeps 
 
 
garden snake —
a kiss by moonlight
betrays me
 
 
night trial —
words of blasphemy
twist my lips
 
 
crowing cock — 
all that I desire,
I deny 
 
 
last judgement —
death is delivered
with clean hands
 
 
bloody dawn —
derision tears me open
with words
 
 
bitter cup —
the shape of love
crushing dreams
 
 
empty cup —
a mushroom props up
a sagging bloom
 
 
day moon . . .
a girl's tears soak up
the mystery
 
 
cross purposes . . . 
between heaven and hell
love stretches out
 
 
sun strike — 
I turn inwards
to the light
 
 
broken circle —
hands that once were joined
joined without
 
 
emptiness —
love drains the cup's
last drops
 
 
death chamber —
even the echoes
fade away

moonstruck —
a river wanders off
in the dark


 

autumn rain
the colour splashing out
of her steps


 

rehab farm —
unspent shells weather
into ploughshares

Johnny Baranski - August 2014 (War and Peace)


 

silent tomb . . .
the husk of glory
rots within


 

cold comfort —
a usurer warms himself
with moth balls


 

priestly prayer . . .
a pedophile grooms
his millstone


 

it is finished!
the charge of sap that drives
my birth to bloom


 

dark night —
the seed of love
now spent


 

dark night —
the word lacking flesh
enters silence


 

before dawn
the awakening of words
from their silence


 

milky way —
an eddy spirals
into itself


milky way —
my helter skelter
of dreams


 

milky way —
moths ascend the vortex
of candle-light


 

song of summer —
a tone poem glides
through the words


brushstrokes
of darkening summer . . .
shadows fold in


 

milky way —
what brushstrokes to paint
the void, the stars?


 

lenten rest . . .
an earth dweller reflects
on the moon


night bird
is your cry the sound
of suicide?


sultry night . . .
words of kindness thicken
into syrup


 

with them all
I hang on every word
not spoken


morning dew . . .
my reflection hangs
on each drip


autumn night . . .
the darkness itself drowns
in a radio


skimming dreams
dawn breaks over
my eyelids


 

this hand of mine,
what other shapes waste away
in autumn mist?


 

autumn moon —
a morepork finds itself
in shadows


autumn dusk . . .
shadows stretch across
the chess board


 

stillness!
music strains beyond
its sound


 

hanging moon . . .
thuds from mourner's shovels
echo the loss


dangling leaf . . .
a threnody rises
from the earth


 

night fall . . .
leaf prints echo still
the dance


 

the milky way . . .
nothing more than
a vague fragrance


 

stars, hide your fires
let not light see my dark
and deep desires


 

possum freeze . . .
night seals its shadow
to the road


 

paper trail . . .
a night's emptiness
peters out


through the night
death's chess pieces storm
my refuge


 

haiku's birth—
a child fitting words
to bird song


 

autumn dawn —
why this struggle to rise
from sleep's embrace?


 

morning breeze . . .
a candle flame
flickers still


learning curve —
a repeat offender
finds his path


 

fish weigh-in . . .
the sea's iridescence
tips the scales


 

idly, a sparrow
deposits its daily stool
on my bread


 

how profound!
a river flowers
through the night


winter moon—
loneliness blossoms
a river


 

autumn moon
outgoing seas strip bare
my shadow


 

darkly through
a looking glass . . .
godly fire


 

last supper —
from olive eyes
moonlight seeps


 

the duck
behind the duck
behind