Silent Snow

The swift silver stream
Slices through the silent snowy fields
An owl greets the day.

December 17, 2008

Access IV

It is imposing
Recognition it does not grant
as if you're an ant

December 11, 2008

Access III

Or does it see you
As something decomposing
A ghost, a former self.

December 11, 2008

Access II

It wont let you in
Can it see how old and cold
You are? - Does it laugh?

December 11, 2008

Access I

Access is denied
Somehow it thinks you lied
Can it be you died.

December 11, 2008

Spectral Light V

The violet waves are
Short, rapid, undulations
Like hummingbird wings.

December 8, 2008

Spectral Light IV

Now each one heard
Alone, distinct and pure
Each performing it's own aria.


December 3, 2008