under the see

                                              blank blue

    thoughts on a C

all the world dancing 'round my ankles

               angels slipping between my toes

       she said                      further in

    floating now

                           just between the sky and her

    slipping now

                  just inside her wake 

and all is

                                             blank blue

12:12

confined in rulelessnesses
peeking into when
carrying forgivenesses
seeking after then

keeping up appearances

cloaky paint

peeled

chipped

revealing patches

of smooth dark glory

search.

*

feeling directly what it is to be new

even as a large gentle light slips 

beneath the door to hide in loss

of what it is to be on the other side

icy blue eyes turn to warm rain

and we've lived a hundred lives

to get us from there to love

behind all the didn't happens
and never dids
we climbed on in
slightly behind schedule 
but thoroughly aligned 
to the brave new year
and all the rivers about
to grow from trickles