Tuesday, January 30, 2018

    What Was His Name, Where Did We Eat?

Lately, an old white guy’s ponytail,
that puny afterthought dangling in a wisp
of longing for the old days from a 65 year-old
cerebellum, hirsute ornament born from nostalgia’s
waning thrusts of vanity, an old nag’s ragged mane
worried about being put out to pasture
is what my memory feels like, so thin just blowing
in the wind from thought to thought searching
for that author’s name or where we ate pasta in Chicago,
like the famous song by an artist I can’t quite recall
in an era that us oldsters were rebellious children of,
when pony tails shone robustly and thankfully much thicker,
more and more a time well hidden from me these days,
an amnesia nascent somewhere down inside last century’s 
brain still blowin’ in that breeze like wishful threads of gray hair 
hanging limply in the air are the words and names I search for,
gyrating all night long on the dance floor of tongue’s elusive tip
where I’ve lost my contact lens, my girlfriend, even my ancient 
ponytail clip.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

I settle into my easy chair
like silvery motes
of sifting dust,

like snowflakes
drifting onto earth

(as they must)

seeping slowly
like an attuned
masseuse

as shimmering fingers
ease beneath

life's patient
woven crust.

Monday, January 1, 2018

                    Blessing of the New Year

May a sheen of tenderness sift through any shards of travail
and stones of disappointment as you travel your roads this year.

May a mysterious force of kindness sustain and nourish you
in ways that surprise, soften, and replenish you often in body,
mind and soul.

May you come to know the joy and freedom of relinquishment
when you see clearly what no longer serves you, and when
the time arrives to let it go, you allow something deep
within to let go.

May you be seized often by the power and spirit of playfulness
in the large and small moments of your living, doing and breathing
with all the creatures that you meet.

May the days of your being and nights of your becoming
know goodness and hope that flow from a well of strength
into the marrow of your bones this year and throughout
all your life long.