Thursday, November 29, 2012

The Circle Moon


The circle moon
has pulled a neighboring planet
close, as if to kiss 
its face.
Because the tide
inside is rising
as I fall
asleep, it seems
my dreams could be high
maybe enabling 
me again 
to fly.

November 28 2012

Monday, November 19, 2012

The Dreams


The dreams are always about mundane things.

You ask where we should go for lunch;
I say Phin's or Sam's Place,
knowing I can't decide,
but the dream takes us away from all that anyway.

I should take out the trash,
but our youngest daughter needs help with her homework
and that is more interesting.
I will do the trash in a minute or two
if the dream doesn't change again.

I am contemplating an apple on our orange cutting board.
The peeler is ready in my hand;
you say we can make a pie, but
--and this is the strange part--
in the dream, that is something
I have never known you to do.
I think about challah also
golden, golden,
and just before I wake up
I am suddenly happy.

November 19 2012