Dove into Wall street,
it's only up to my chin.
So I swam, sold short.

I affirm the riverbank.
Baiting hooks with dreams,
I sit and I wait.
And I catch mostly minnows,
the ones running from my shark.

Halloween children,
fluttering like leaves
that scratch across the sidewalk.

Jonah said the fish was big,
and that inside it the decor
was all pink. He added when
the jaws finally opened, the sky
was purple-black, except for
the dead and dying stars whose
light still shone --like spring snowflakes.

Opening all doors,
we pray alone together--
rugged as old barns.

All life's donut holes
remember the spring
when I grew a bigger space.

The moon shines kindly--
hiding the stress of aging--
on the Autumn leaves.

Embroider your dreams--
remind the dull gray twilight--
dawn will come again.

Listen for the poem,
it will whisper-float
like snowfall in the mountains.

dream of derring do--
across all the fruited plains--
lonely as your gun

1) kind words emerging--
like umbrellas pausing rain--
stop the arc downward

2) brown autumn weather
moon a wet ring on the bar
yet a glint of glass

churning, churning the
laundry moments,the stray thoughts
wash washing away

Bulb plant tomorrow--
two weeks short of Halloween--
they unmask in spring.

Lay me darkly upon your river,
feel my heartache across your sea,
your gentle sea.

Street

Please lead somewhere--
to a town or village or a
new realm--and be dusty
about it--I like to bathe.

White long legged crane,
you fish as if for answers
while your legs get wet.

White long legged crane,
you fish as if for answers
while your legs get wet.

plentiful red seeds
as the holly gets ready
for the white season

Siva

October--frost soon--
the pumpkins will make faces
at the harvest moon.

This October comes
like fresh bread in a basket,
covered to stay warm.