poem - That Baby

...blue sky
disfigured by smog clouds, brown
reflecting city lights, wells of light,
gathered around lamposts strewn in some dot pattern

The baby of the blue sky
Disfigured by smog clouds
Brown reflecting city lights
Wells of light gathered around
Lampposts strewn in some
Dot pattern below revealing curb and
Crosswalk. Those clouds
Flee in windy chase towards
Their brightening morning address.
Capped in brighter tones of
Rising, revealing sun. Rumors
Only that steeple and flag
Receive sun’s glow first.
Risen sun, the Other, showed
First not on our caps, but in
Our need – that baby again.

published April 2008 in Poets Espresso

poem - That Baby

...blue sky
disfigured by smog clouds, brown
reflecting city lights, wells of light,
gathered around lamposts strewnin some dot pattern

The baby of the blue sky
Disfigured by smog clouds
Brown reflecting city lights
Wells of light gathered around
Lampposts strewn in some
Dot pattern below revealing curb and
Crosswalk. Those clouds
Flee in windy chase towards
Their brightening morning address.
Capped in brighter tones of
Rising, revealing sun. Rumors
Only that steeple and flag
Receive sun’s glow first.
Risen sun, the Other, showed
First not on our caps, but in
Our need – that baby again.

poem - I remember you father…

white light of
the stove
standing outside the
spitfire while Ichanged muddy soccer clothes

After George Eliot "I remember you mother"

Dribbling honey on your dry 6:15 am wheaties
Lit by the white light of the stove.
Standing outside the spitfire,
while I changed muddy soccer clothes within.
Listening to the AM radio station play old shows,
when we drove to the post office in the dark early night.
Picking blackberries beyond the fence,
Nibbling some and feeding others to the hanging coffee tin.
Celebrating a birthday at Snoqualmie Falls Lodge,
Where the syrup is dropped from taller than you.

Standing next to me singing Beautiful Savior,
In the church your father founded in Kaizer.
Driving the car through all the back streets,
I do that too.


band names: stereo hearing, boardsun, cleanout

poem - Flood II

waters rise and rush
teamed horses in
nature's cavalry or
wild animals coursingthe millenial canyons

Waiting for mists and fog
Seasons change and spring
Mid-winter storms fall
Waters rise and rush as
Teamed horses in
Nature’s cavalry or
Wild animals coursing
The millennial canyons
Horseflood challenging banks
To escape direction
Flow out, freely roaming
Yet roaming charges apply,
And neither of us have
Insurance against damage
To our homes and
Homeward trails that
Renew our real power…

poem - time 2 (death)

death's
patient advocate
is
time

Death's
patient advocate
leaves us cold
time steps from
a black car and
speaks of this
whole life of
ice cream and
green limes.

Death's patience
advocates life's old
time clefts in
black memories
no longer whole
cream green
cheese goals.

Death's favorite
advocate sees
revolution in
deterioration of
wars in marked
consideration of
time in life
earth's shoals.

Death's
patient advocate
time.

band names: random access, spiral fracture, keypad 6

poem - Easter Week flood

flooding
both sides
water
meetsflood poem 1

Thornton Creek (Flood I)

A creek… it was called Thornton

After a time to play I took

To climb down a steep bank

Only once I walked with dry feet

Years ago through

A tunnel beneath the street

That much water gushed later

I passed on the way to school

Flooding both sides, water meets

band names: corn pull, flat tiger, coalescent

un-church post on Palm Sunday

...how to be an
un-pastor or live
in a circle of un-leaders,
whose actions look like coordinationrather than oversight

Been dealing and asking questions about various unchurch options and necessities. The thing I guess I 'm working on in some sense is how to be an "un-pastor" or live in a circle of un-leaders, whose actions look like coordination rather than oversight (bishopric) and hierarchy. All that and still 'lead' my own life of following someone whom I have chosen as my best understanding of the divine will... (gobbldegook? a band name?)

band names:
slippery bikes- with a picture of a deck of cards with old time bicycles on them.