With Delight!

Life is holy
everywhere holes
as we attempt
to cram dark matter in
for we are an unholy bunch
fearing the unknown
fearing the empty spaces
yet in it all
I seek my holiness
a path
filled with potholes
that I dance around
with delight!

Iron Stars

An iron skillet in one hand
a spatula in the other
two eggs cracked
sunny-side up
a breakfast with an answer
not the chicken
nor the eggs
but the star
that one day
became
an iron skillet.

Talk We Can

Did the universe evolve
from a singular moment
to now
and along the way
life came to life
and evolved
until brains became minds
and how many revolutions
around the sun
before minds began
to speak
and talk we can
for silent
was the universe
for much
too long.

Thinking Thoughts

I open my eyes
to see the ever present ants
trekking about the sand
and me
a solitaire creature
atop a boulder
inactive in body
yet mind moving
as frantically
as ants scrambling
alone
yet with as many memories
stories and meandering thoughts
as the number
of countless ants
I watch.

The Split Reed Trip

The jazz riffs
took him further out
than he'd ever been
until the reed split
the saxophone buzzed
and honked
until a golden vibration
turned the brass around
racing fingertips
to pearly keys
finally
brought him
safely
back home.

Eyes and I

The wind chilled his soul
and the injured finch
in his hand
seemed to look
directly into his eyes
and began to chirp
about a life
of flight
and once a furious chase
and an escape
yet the eyes of the hawk
were never
forgotten.