Late Autmn Light

The sharpened steel
Of autumn's Light
Spills soft colours
Over rippled skin
On the Salish sea
Cutting summer free
Along a distant bank
Of autumn coloured cloud
That reaches deep into
Silent dark water

I sit on this boat
Passing by logs
Washed to the sea
Like floating bones
From flooded banks
As I search for whales

Tethered in her berth
Rounded waves reflect
Off the steel hull
And run politely
Under black ripples
Shivered by the breeze
That finds us all waiting
Before the fog floods in
Damp under darkness

Be Mine

Hot, Dry, Dusty

And Unfamiliar

This West Coast Season of Summer

After so many years

I have become afraid

And feel very vulnerable

A small sensitive human

Mortal,

In every moment

Anxious,

When any opportunity exists

At Peace,

Once in a while

But only

When I am too tired

To find another's weakness

In me

Yet always loving more

So I embrace us

Till death parts us

I am yours

Wilderness Flower

Love's privilege owes nothing
It's silent miracle
Like sunshine lighting a leaf
Or rain water bathing a root
Nourishes life
Opening us

Autumn Moon

I don't know the tides before me
Like I know the ones before
When my mind launched its thoughts
From a semi-circled shore
Where I floated in the whitecaps
Unafraid when I survived
Now, I only seem to worry
About the next rising tide
The one that comes to claim me
Like all the rest have done
As I swim into the salty foam
And float beneath the sun

Spring Day

Spring just broke Winter's track
And cold rain has stopped falling
The sun's azure sky has come back
Tell me now, after this many years
How I could forget Summer's visit?
Long hot days of summer will shimmer
Before I long for Fall's darkness
And winter's wet to reign down
Making me feel life's shortness
But now the tulips are stretching
Up toward their coloured flowers