Sunday, March 1, 2015

Capsule

Let me dwell
in a mesh of fiddle and pedal steel
a strong drink and good friends
or books
a breeze
sip, laugh, ponder, dream.

Slow breath
a lover’s touch
easy sleep.
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reference: Windfall ~ Son Volt

January Fishing

An ice-lined bank
break a sheet to enter
a slow, cold seizing.

Steps across the winter current
for meditations to begin
cast, mend, drift
retrieve
feeding lines
to every seam and run.

Wade downstream
repeat the rituals
all depths
then to the shore.

A moment yet
for stillness
and the river’s flow.

Then a step through the icy edge
to go.