poetry

Jalak Bali

Owen took these photos.

Jalak Bali

until I saw it
against sky
I thought its whiteness a liability
its blue face gaudy

but up in the canopy
it dissolves into air
insubstantial as cloud
as embedded in the
broad blue canvas
as leafbird is to tree
disappearing like
siang supplants pagi
and sore whisks away siang

you never know
who beauty might save

poetry

on inadvertently failing to write

on inadvertently failing to write

the * in the record book
imperfection makes us real
fallible human distracted

why is it that I
didn’t sing the day last night?
so many reasons
with so little merit

it is what it is
keep calm and
as Cedar would say
be awesome

poetry

paradise

paradise

blue white green
an endless looping cycle
nourishing itself
expiring
decaying
feeding the next
eating well
sleeping soundly
surrounded by
other beautiful life