august moon 31

The ripened August moon is fading.
Her fecund bloom all blowsy, overblown.
Her best has passed, her glory trailing,
Her day is done.
And in the dusty air
The smell of still distant sea mists
And summers ending.

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dappling
stippling
rippling

august moon 29

suddenly awareness manifests
it is not within
nor without
and it is both
and it is neither
and there are no boundaries
and beyond this horizon
there is no horizon

the veil falls whisperingly
like mist
like smoke

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august moon 27

At dusk his tabby tail is like a snake of scorched earth.

august moon 26

amber evening

melting like honey

sweet lemon heat

august moon 25

peek a boo
i see you

august moon 24

in the fabric of this dress

is the echo of another dress

and a little girl

in pale blue poplin

sprigged with rosebuds

today is my grandmothers birthday

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august moon 22

letting the breathe guide the pencil

thank you Wendy

august moon 21

zazen with a mosquito
we share the shrine
I am the offering

august moon 20

whelky august

august moon 19

light breaks shadow

august moon 18

and if sometimes
you are deeper
and darker
around the edges
as your small sweet life grows older
that precious
immovable
unchanging heart
blooms bright
and eternally
full of light

august moon 17

the yellow of watering cans
and sou westers
and beach chairs
and a dressing gown
and of sun
and fun
and egg yolks
and madness

august moon 16

the raj quartet

and the mysteriously pleasurable sensation
of a shuttered room
and a fan

for Paul Scott with thanks

august moon 15

here
where the air loves the green
and the sea kisses the earth
this precious gift rests

august moon 14

we talk of sitting
of our Lama
of refuge and retreat
we weave that special stuff
of heart and faith and metta

 

august moon 13

flushed and luscious flesh
cool sweetness drenching quenching
watermelon days

august moon 12

Delphiniums sweep into the room
Carried on a breeze
Of fresh white muslin