Wednesday, July 14, 2010

The Healer

I went to the Healer to salve my soul

to take my rest

to bring me whole

She regaled me with mysteries untold

and sent me to the trees...

I cried to Her what am I to learn?

to grasp? to know? what wisdom discern?

look upon me now with blessed concern!

so She sent me to the seas…

in waterlogged garble I sought Her reason

in tides? in drowning? in changes of season?

no longer contained She sang Wisdom is Legion!

and sent me off to be…

Monday, July 12, 2010



the overwhelming weight of nothingness

where life, friendship, possession, habit or habitat that once was

isn’t or never was

maybe missing from the beginning

or a death at the end

one once loved, or hated, now a ghost

perhaps one you thought was a ghost

now back to haunt

because that's a loss too...

loss is abundant in negative prevalence

an infinite black hole void

everything and nothing at the same time

loss is a choking breath of dust

wheezing asthmatically at the edges of prayer beyond hope

oh, to replace our loss

to bring back order, to balance it out

to turn loss inside out to substance

so that what’s done is undone

and undone done

and so returns loss to full

a loss of loss