5 Million Dollar Chandelier in a Cave

We stood
around a circular well

Dew drops fell
upon our tongue

As we spoke
of our day

Our hardships
Our fortunes

fell upon our tongue
and traveled to
a circular well

where a 5 million dollar chandelier
resides in a cave

We stood
with open arms

awaiting our twin voice
to fall
onto our tongue

As we spoke
of our day

Looking across

My twin voice

Resides in a cave

Looking above

The whites of your eyes

Reflect pure asking

a 5 million dollar chandelier
in a cave

Looking below

Our feet in mid-air
No ground

But a circular well
Where dew drops
fall from our twin voice

as above...

Gingko Nuts

When earth opened up
and belched lava
the molten flow
blanketed the land
where forests stood
The trees
green and wet
No oxygen present
to permit them to burn

So they turned to stone.

She cradled the weight
as if her own
He carried the stone
as if his own

everywhere she taught
the weight of stone
as if her own
everywhere he taught
the weight of lift
as if his own

No oxygen present
to permit them to burn

So they turned to stone.

the earth opened up
and belched lava
lifting the stone in heat
a wet blanket fell

as if from nowhere

steam arose

as if from nowhere

everywhere
we are taught
the trees
green and wet

Happy Birthday

My striving
a state
stormed over California
the side near the sun
shocks me
with unexpected tones
the kind you hear
on the inside
where my no's and yes'
cannot survive

you want me here
the side near the sun

we burn together
in unexpected tones

don't march this way
away from here
the way you hear
our sounds apart

we rest together
near the side
my striving near the sun

a state
storming
toward the west
a setting
of unexpected tones

hear me sing with you
happy birthday

Flotation Poetation

I received a text this morning at 9:24 am:

"Help! The bad guys are coming!"

So in my grogginess , I threw him some lines:

Burning eggs keep
an island moving
Floating garbage along
the shore of a stair
Where bad guys await
the sun
the burn
Chasing you
through safety shadows
The black twin
of tall trees
I burn
In between
Shadow to shadow
Chased by black children
Taking flight
Higher and higher
The black twins shrinking
Brave burning
In the sky
Over city shrieking
Look straight
for the arrow
It points to your downtown
Your city of angels...

Did you catch it?
Are the bad guys gone?

A New House

A wooden pier
Raised over a thicket
The course hair
Pokes through the holes
Wind their way
Up our legs
Tickling our insides
Up our legs
Celebration
Tidiness
A frog croaks
On a lilly pad
Winding it's tongue
Up the hole
In our legs
Wooden pegs
Holed up
Frog tongues
Winding through
Windy wooden
Peg legs
Whistling
On the glare
In the front
Around sunset
Moonrise
There on the wind
Splattered legs
Open
Like a shield
Reflecting sharp
Biting wind
A#
Provoking strange sounds
For people to tell
The weather by...

A stringed doorway
Maybe a window too
This house
All openings stringed
Becomes a musical instrument
The way the wind moves

All the doorways and windows
Are stringed
The way the wind moves
Silk strings
The way the wind moves
To the center

What place this may be
I don't know
The strings
They look like bars
Like
Bars
We tear
Our papers
Our wishes
Our words
Crack in open air
Like thunder
Our words
Crack in open air
and blow through
The openings
The openings stringed
Stringed
and barred
For skimmed music

The way the wind blows
Our cracked words
To the center of this house
Where all openings
Are stringed...

The doors
The windows
Stringed to play music