rhodon

the longing song
of a nightingale
folds back
the black
beauty unearthed
cytherean gift
a five-petalled coil
the sweet stigmata
of faith
sub rosa

I stride
into new amsterdam
and claim
the present

omphalos

aphotic wet
sliding beneath
a copper-tinged horizon
the sweet taste
of nacre
a well’s gaping lips
the sign of the cross
slowly traced
silence swells
the quiet noise
of relinquishment
simplicity
becomes time’s owner

(w/49 http://dversepoets.com/ )

hanzai

the length
of an apple’s shadow
blossom still falls
between
blinks