Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Autumn, emotion, immanence, landscape, leaf fall, pen and ink, Poetry, rain, season, sketches, stillness, transcendence on November 16, 2013| 3 Comments »
POUR
The air is cool and still
Unmoved by the threaded rain,
Weighed straight and fast.
A roar upon the roof,
Laughter in the gutters:
A gurgled drunk descent,
Spun down to dark earth.
A balance of letting go,
A balance of remaining.
A slow exhalation.
—
FALL
Leaf fall
Thought fall
Heart fall.
Red, bruised,
Lip curled.
Nothing,
But to seek
The peace beneath joy,
The peace beneath sorrow.
This cold, empty sky.
This wordless depth.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged cold, contraction, dawn, December, moon, nature, Poetry, season, Winter, withdrawal on December 12, 2012| 3 Comments »
Withering
Back to the bone.
Then, too,
The marrow
Drawing in.
Cease, surcease,
Silence.
Thread of life
Pulled tight,
Stretched taught.
Knotted, (dark knot),
To the past
Hoping to continue
Through this cold.
Even water, though,
Has turned
To rock.
Only one movement :
Slow,
Pendulum moon
Slides golden,
Hazy
Across
This winter dawn.
simonhlilly 