Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Spiritus II (Dance)

Limbs drunk 
on consonant wine,
waves break as heads 
dip in time. 

We tremble in accord,
catching rose petals 
on heels.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Spiritus I


Children settle
to the cadence
of Mother's breath.

Fanfare Sun of
noontide May---

The Gold of
your pitiless rays
hammer squints
on boys' faces.

Long ago
in grasses
pliant to breeze

We ran
past fanfare.

Mother's call
summoned
home

in pure cadence.