el toro amarillo

 

aprilsong

pastel mornings
pastel days
simple moments
easy ways
days of april
slide on by
we love them all
and ask not why
times of pleasure
times of ease
we live and love
and hope to please
pastel moments
we can't touch
colored instants
mean so much
days of april
ne'er forget
springtime's short
a sweet vignette

I am the cat

I am the cat.
My very existence is mystery.
I sneak and hide.
My world is my own and not for you.
I am the power.
My life is eternal
And I will never die,
But I will change my appearance
For my fun
And your confusion.
My thrill is the Hunt.
I am invisible.
My peace is in my sleep.
My curiosity is endless
I stare into the unknown.

groundhogger

the groundhogger is not about hogging ground'
predicting the advent of summer,
but is about
low-key and reclusivity,
in more than out,
being and letting be.

mirror sided fish

 

bluewarp

. . . do you feel more now
like you did
when you got here. . .
or do you feel more
like you did when you got here
than you do now?

on losing you

i'm guilty
of wanting
too much
too soon. . .

of being
too eager
too fast. . .

of speaking
instead
of listening. . .

of touching
instead
of waiting. . .

of overwhelming
instead
of being. . .

2003

bluewarp

I am the groundhogger.
I am from far away and know much.
I am the tunnel at the end of the light.

This is the thought for today:

Live for this day,
Not for tomorrow,
For time is all
We may not borrow. . . . . .