Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Immortality

high fine clouds like phoenix plumes
- a sickle moon scythes past lives
In afternoon blue

-Jeronimus

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Who is the Poet?

No subject comes to mind -
the whole vibrating world's a poem
with sun and moon for metre.

Blue and Gray

Weeks of gray skies
brushed away by a cold blue wind.
New slates cover blue sarking.
-Jeronimus

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Early Winter

a single shining sound
in the darkness before dawn,
- the rain-quickened stream

-Jeronimus