A Curious Fear

something lingers there just outside my sight

at the outer edge of my consciousness

some vague essence always peripheral

calling me to toss my blindness aside

throw curtains of awareness open wide

overcome the repetitious and dull

all reactionary responsiveness

and lift my weary face toward the light

but what rapacious creature craves my view

not being sure i keep my gaze askew

Sonnet To Uncensored Random Thought

before those books go missing from their shelves

and algorithms take the place of chance

let’s take a long last look within ourselves

to make some nonsense do a silly dance

once more to sing some tuneless melody

we heard in white noise standing in the shower

enjoy some silent unseen privacy

just staring out the window for an hour

think some illicit thoughts we’ll never share

and have ideas we never knew were there

A Sense of Escher

light's reflection forms a door in the floor

past a third threshold shines a second hall

fluid floorboards let me down upside right

down the hall along the wall past the light

like liquid down the upstairs i would pour

out into cast shadow without a call

sun eclipsed corona fractured on grass

on a thousand facets look through and pass

perception’s mirrored gateways senses bare

but only if you’re not already there

The Longest Night

fowl all feeling restive swooping squawking

southward air becoming effervescent

hunting wolves begin their silent stalking

calling through the valley to the crescent

coldly curling fingers combing northward

beckoning the moon whose radiating

wreath of light foretells the coming blizzard

woken never needs nor heeds sedating

darkly sits the cabin by the forest

walls awaiting proving shelter surest

True Wealth

below this inspiration light as air

the undercurrent of an anxious threat

contending with the joy of artifice

material existence would forget

the souls that cry for something deeper still 

in any hour or minute they can spare

delve deep in search of riches to fulfill

those bright desires whose value is most rare

to those who sleep awake in work and toil

cast off your sloth and dig into the soil