Words I don’t remember,
Winds buffeting the sky,
My soul, reduced by fortitude,
Sparks fly!

Words flare into pettiness
Heat, so-suddenly, replete,
golden sands, crystal brooks, silken lines, silver hooks
replete, neat.

Glimpsing what’s already there,
I begin to mount the stairs.
Rising to the ghostly lair
I stare and stare and stare

A friend you trust implicitly,
A lover you just like,
A reckoning, that’s oblivious,
A slight rearranging of the night.

……..

A study of false documents,
Poems, you may surmise,
A woman who called yesterday,
Remains alive.

A feeling that’s believable,
Say it loud now if you please,
The never-ending circle,
Designed, I think, to tease.

The beginning is the end, my friend,
Starting blocks aimed high,
Moment of deep-set intimacy,
Look! Lightning breaks the sky!