Winter Souls
free verse poetry;
copyright 2012
Cover blurbs:
“Do you have an inkling what
a treasure you can be . . .” – Hank Beaukema
“This
made me cry. The good kind; the hard kind.” – Tiffany Shea
“All
my life I've tried to surround myself with only the best art and artists . . .”
– Rick Yost
“Subtle and spare, yet richly
textured. Startlingly original. Perhaps my favorite living poet.” – Elizabeth
Burnam
“Simply beautiful. Elegant.”
– Lori Darley
“ . . . wry wit / random
insights / and vision.” – Sarah Clarke
Excerpt:
I am mercy now
settled in my own mind
behind the red mask,
eyes wide open
where the ordinary had been,
I mock blind chaos
I am immersed in wonder
beyond cloaks and sturdy walls,
beyond the grace of the playful
creek,
beyond the murmurs of the mountains
and the mocking memory of pains
I hear the welcome music of echoes,
the scarce, longing tolls of bells
as once-shattered answers
fill the emptiness of questions
no longer satisfied
with only half a joy,
we share a simple smile, and again
swirling naked in the once-abyss,
two souls fit into one body
beyond the band of twilight’s
purple sky
as laughter shatters the moment,
puts it back together, sparkling