Friday, November 30, 2012

The Love That Never Fails By George Matheson

There is an eye that never sleeps
Beneath the wing of night;
There is an ear that never shuts
when sinks the beams of light.
There is an arm that never tires
when human strength gives way;
There is a love that never fails
when earthly love decays.

The Perception of ...

Random readings,
Pages of heavy sentiments,
listening to the soft bell sound
on roof top's air system,
not worrying about a thing,
But doing some thoughts reprogramming,
He is a solid thing,
His expectation seals the relational deal,
love fills my heart
with his being around:
his music, his movies,
his news, his firmness,
his influences, his wisdom,
his habit, his flexibility,
his taboos, his dreams,
It's wrong to judge or complain without reasons,
He seems the perfect reasons to smile,
and get up early, and dwell on life, for quite a while.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

A Pretty Woman By Simon J. Ortiz (Albuquerque, New Mexico)

We came to the edge
of the mesa
and looked below.
We could see
the shallow wash
snaking down
from the cut
between two mesas,
all the way from black Mountain;
and the cottonwoods
from that distance
looked like a string of turquoise.
and the land
was a pretty woman
smiling at us
looking at her.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Shift By Kay Ryan

Words have loyalities
to so much
we don't control.
Each word we write
rights itself
according to poles
we cannot see, think of
magnetic compulsion
or an equal stringency.
It's hard for us
to imagine how small
a part we play in
holdinh up the tall
spires we believe
our minds erect.
The north shifts,
building shear
and we suspect.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

The Now and The Present Tense!

Sometimes I image things,
Maybe it's just some assumption,
They glow like a gold claw,
either pleasing me,
or sadden my moments.
In terms of things that come in sight,
everything has a fate of its own, in woods.
The blue jacket sitting at the sofa is his,
The red arm chair next to the round coffee table
welcomes his supper time visits daily,
He is always on time, solid returner,
Although things appear non-linear,
and transform in multiple-dimensional senses,
Bad ghosts vanish in his presence,
I grab the raw look and feel amused
by the present tense...
So far,
So Good.