PASSING THROUGH
a feather
or a knife
at the crossroads
of memory and desire
*
light caged
broken air
a thousand birds
will not return
*
chuckle down fear
year after year
smile like a porpoise
*
sun rays
caught in our skins
tremble like snakes
and burst
horses through surf
and we ride
oh we ride
WOKE UP ONE MORNING
fingers extend
white blossoms
*
persimmon
leaf
wings
butterfly
*
woke up one morning
breathing oranges
MUIR BEACH ROCKFEST
electric
gracenote
circles
in
sand
night
sea
occasional
fires
flesh
all
form
voices