Sky Saw

watching perfect moments like watching trains blaze by,
dust and noise, the thrill close up
dangerous inertia, beautiful and unstoppable
the saddness of it’s passing beginning long before it’s passed.

hyperopic

myopic

I come home with new eyes,
I see old places with new colours,
and old friends have new faces.
Old dreams have new meanings.
Again and again,
reshaping my vision,
improving or distorting,
it’s hard to say.

Peek

Lit mist enshrouding, silhouetting a tree
cuts a lonely figure, like a mirror, like me.

Mono

Cracked Mud Sky, Like Texas or Look Up

How Canadian of us.

We speak badly of you, and then write you love letters
Create images with your most non-colour of colours,
Long for your peace, treasure your power.

I’ve met some who’ve never met you
They’re satisfied to have never suffered your difficult personality,
but I can’t believe they know beauty.

Align

if i can funnel the emotion from my eyes to my fingertips,
i might slow the sadness to absorb it in a bearable way.
if i can build a wall to dam my eyes,
i might be able to slow it, control it, and maybe use it some day.

First Light

Blood

Spying on Heaven

On the days I make it to the top of the world I look down with longing.
On the top of the world where there are no lights I can look down on the twinkling,
living, sharing, forgiving,
and yearn for what I’m missing.

On Top of The World

Tonantzintla

I blew you a kiss
when you were not looking
it hit you right on the mouth
just like I wanted

I regret the violence of it
but I confuse love and passion
this was one of those decisions
either way I’d end up regretting