2025

 A time unprecedented 

Kakistocracy 

I beseech myself

Favor living over life

Being more than been

 On the longest nights

Light the hours with candles

Hopeful white tapers

 The landscape of years

Deeper where the water goes

Beckoned by the seas

The Godess Selene

 Rides her glowing chariot

Across the night's vault

Why is this our choice

More of hawks than harvests

More power than grace

 Gifts of December

Iciles on the willow 

Yuletime's welcome hearth

This holiday eve

Follow the snowy foot tracks

To family waiting

 What place do we have

In the family of beasts

Not what we assume

 The day chuffs and stamps

Nostrils steaming in the dawn

Eager - unbridled

 Proper and earnest

The portly quail skedaddle

Quick aristocrats 

Take in this blue day

 Whoever will walk with me

There’s place at my side

 No matter the draft

Leave the door of chance ajar

Kismet may slip in

Obliged to follow

 This long familiar shadow

Away from the sun

 The air departed

A grey vacancy of grief

How can stars still shine

 Somewhere in stillness

See beyond the visible

Listen to silence

 Made ever smaller

A raindrop falls on  a leaf

Parts into many

 For pure poetry

The sinuous swim of fish

Writes finer than words

 Perching on the rocks

The seabird opens it wings

And lets the wind work

Feel it in your heart

In the rain - the trembling leaf

Rhythm everywhere

 Farewell to autumn

The hoary beast of winter

Steals down from the north

 With youth departed

Can some wisdom prove enough

To expect the best

 A holiday tree

Arrayed with berries and stars

Dusted with new snow

 Can you see the calm

On the far side of the storm

Fair seas and still skies

Could we purely sense

Could we surely smell and hear

 As animals do

Did something happen

To him when he was still young

To cause such anger

 Star-lit and moonfull

Gaze with me in the marvel 

The night sky shining

 Here’s a suggestion 

To advance the human race

Try to slow it down

The morning meadow

Mist rising from the flowers 

A doe and her fawns

 After my last breath

Do not lay flowers for me

Leave them in the wild

Swollen from the rains 

The satisfied saguaro 

A true thanksgiving