Holocene

Mourn
or mock
our halcyon
Holocene;
defend
or destroy
The creation
will remain,
quit of us
and our neglect
restlessness
and ravening
hunger
to consume
We will not
save
what we 
did not create
Only the creation
can save us

Stillness/Motion

Fascinated

by this boundary

where stillness

breaks

into motion

as if a mirror

dissolved

first

the ripple

then the whirlpool

then the explosion of

bubble

blue

and white

Privilege

Haunted

by this realization:

my calm

upstream

drives

someone else’s

turbulent flood

downstream

crashing

chaotic--

unstoppable?

Morning Twilight

Like twilight

before dawn

like sun

behind clouds

like the still waters

above the rocks

what is dark

what is veiled

what is still

will

be released

Now

The eyes

are not cameras

Like time

what they see

will be

and pass

Like this river

images flow

and go

diverted

by rock

and weed

but not delayed

The eyes see

color

light

and detail

no camera records

The eyes

see now

Heron Wisdom

The world says
Your time
is not your own
But
the heron says
own your time
Wait
for opportunity
to come
to you

Sleeping in

Sleepyhead 

Lady Sun,

throw off

your cozy

comforter

of blue and gray 

cloud

Refreshed

After

the grumble

and whispered

patter

of a gentle

June

shower,

birds exchange

counterpoint calls,

melodies mixed

in paradoxical

harmony