windswept

windswept night
tempest tossed at all cost
lost in the frosty sink
into snow the ice cold
brutal storm tears
winds creak cracking
warmth falls lacking
gales scale garden walls
birches bent appalled
as Peter salts the walks
birds too scarce to sacrifice
will fly to paradise to live
on moles and mice someplace
warm and nice
we are left in winter
sleep like a swimmer in the middle
of a river-reach the river bed
climb to the top of the bend
and mend your medieval plays
satisfied to script your write for
better days
raw wind roars the anger applauds
a gentler sweeter cause
winds whip then pause in
conquest for her lovers claws
that rip against the chest
of all that you digress
the jaguar kills for meat
to keep her on her feet
do not claim her as elite
do not blame her teeth
the game is sweet.

serenity

slay the dragon of disparage
burst like a fountain at dusk
emancipate the chain of loss
found are the grounds to walk
away
at the end of the day
traffic going every which way
head downtown
place papers in a purse
face the evening things could be worse
final chances undo a curse
that drown sorrows shattered
getting fatter nothing mattered
until stifled air hurled me to the floor
not strong enough to bear the weight of worn
a mighty tug upon a heart of hurt
a dangerous flirt with everything
inert-I heard the gentle calling
of a girl sleep-walking in the world,
falling from the river bank into
a swirling stream away from land
swimming with the tide far out
to sea-letting her go the biggest part of me-duality in identity-do
not suffer endlessly-climb the rocks serenity
and let it be
a dream
in thoughtful memory.