Universal Gravity

NASA

Astral friend, take care.

Attraction draws us closer,

Orbiting our star.

A Pure Thing

A love unspoken              

Light of the pointed moon              

Rising late and fine              

 

The Woods

I went to the woods

With many questions.

Most were not answered.

Seven Cords

jo'b

Twang of the long spring

And the screen door's downbeat,

A choir of geese, loud and low

Above the baring crowns,

Mission rocker creaking oak

To hush this weary body down,

Woodshed filled for the dog and me,

So let the fall be done,

Coyotes yipping in the dark,

So let the winter come.

Spherical

jo'b

Nobody in sight, no road and no structure,

no right angles, no plumb and no level,

just a few flowing lines in fading starlight,

just a soft wind over unbroken horizons,

just you and just me in a continuous present,

no future, no past, immortal for a moment,

our brief eternity.

Heating Season

October Moon    —jo'b

We belonged to the moon

and barely survived it

before they taught us

the iron distances of time.

Another winter comes around,

I wonder how you've changed.

Fiction flares in the dark.

I build fire, after fire, after fire.

Just After Sunset

East

The Belt of Venus

surrounds us from the east

just above the rising shadow

of the earth

we believe

the beauty of the world

will sustain us

waiting in stillness

amid the reality of time

From a Hillltop

—jo'b

We came to know

All we wanted

Was silence