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  • Sea Glass In The Foothills (Poem)

    all was gray or darker gray or blue that shaded into gray

    except for one streak right above the mountains

    the opaque green of sea glass glowing right there

    there at the horizon, there where you had to pay attention

    there so that you noticed the light

    one to carry into your dreams, one to remember

    one to shine in wonder when your heart turns to ash

    thereby to transform it into a beacon

    om tare tuttare ture soha

    (a bridge to a source of kindness and compassion)

  • Gyps and Corvids (Poem)

    when vultures kettle in the sky

    catching thermals with their broad black wings

    what do they feel as they circle and glide

    crows can hold grudges but will also befriend

    and retain their reasons for a very long time

    so perhaps when vultures descend to a wake

    as they gather to begin their venue

    they pause for a moment of brief recognition

    that a being just like them will be their meal

  • Desolate (Poem)

    I would give up this heart these bones

    such broken fractured things

    stitched together with fraying thread

    strung with tiny bits of pearl

    mending a constant futile task

    the hour short as night falls fast

    and I am wearied beyond my words