Tarry, Lady Aurora

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Just this once, Lady Aurora *
will you delay the banishment of the night’s coverings
of sleep sojourns and nocturnal secrets?

Delay your radiating of the sky heavens
with your infinite lumens that expose angles and circles
of our daily labors and mortality.

Let me tarry in this dawn ‘tween world
so I can still enjoy echo laughter of old friends
as their footfalls grace the trails of Tantalus. **

Let me savor the fading wafts of salty air
and hear the soft hissing of the Pacific Ocean
seeping into the sands of Kona. ***

Let me wake just enough to recognize the shadow
of my dreams though I live in your light world
while I simultaneously breathe sweet thoughts of fond times.

Then I shall be ready for your warmth, dear Lady
and gladly open my eyes to greet you in song
and rejoice in hopes you bring to this new day.

 *     Aurora is the Roman god of dawn who renews herself every morning and flies across the sky.

**   Tantalus is a wonderfully whimsical mountain on Oahu, Hawaii.  It is said to have been named after the Greek god who, always thirsty, was punished by being placed in a pool of water. When he tried to drink, the water receded.

*** Kona sands grace the west coast of the southernmost island in Hawaii.

Photo taken in the summer dawn in Harmony Park, Trophy Club, Texas. 

A Friend Across the Way

??????????????????????I hunker down every night
A cocoon intent on permanent solitude
to never fly again
to forget the sweet nectar of marigolds and spring birth

The last time I fluttered in hope of emergence
winter touched my fragility midair
and my wings shred
amid winds of betrayal and turmoil ricocheted

But then I heard her song
crooning over snow and frozen stream
wafting vague scents
of warm butternut squash soup and cinnamon yeast

So one morning I and Titus my black lab friend
set out on our last winter expedition
over a lone bridge
to a civilized pattern of houses and streets

And there she was walking towards me
hands in pockets and a smile wide as the new moon
on a black starry night
Hello, she said, you must be my neighbor

Photo taken at Parker Jordan Centennial Park in Englewood, Colorado, February 2015

Horizon

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The mathematician surmises the curve
separating sky and sea
and he declares

The earth is round

The islander witnesses the rendezvous
joining a weary sun and the Pacific
and she declares

This spectacle is divine

The mariner scans the skyline
demarcating water and the heavens
and he hopes

Our land is approaching

I behold your newborn eyes
adapting from a fluid world to lands yet unseen
and I testify

Life begins anew

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For Rocco Bonifacio Senelly, born on February 17, 2015.  Welcome to Gaia, dear grandson.

Winter, This I Know

???????????????????????????????Winter, though I cringe as you cackle
when you squeeze arboreal arteries
till branches shudder and break

Though I surmise your sinister sneer
when you dupe laurel grasses
that theirs is the color of Sahara sands

And I dread your droll delight
when you convince forest blossoms
that their time on earth had ended

This I know

You are a mere pawn in the dichotomy
of ice and fire, death and breath
verdant and desert, thunder and silence

Ecclesiastes, yin and yang
All balance and everything
beautiful in its own time

And though you will soon be a memory
your will again be summoned to dance
in the circle of death and resurrection

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