Outlined And Unexpected

Everything is bigger and older
than you think.  Across
from Rabbit Island
some combers
crawl the bay all glassy
horizon cobalt
a line like in paintings.
Mokapu. Makapuu.
Sugar washing itself.
The effort of the planet
stops and starts here.
Password:  sublime.
Our relationship
still lively still the moon
in a small painting
one where I walk into you.
Women rest on the bank
of a river with gold and pink.
Is it the same woman three times?

Beautiful View

That's how it is
better by the minute
an incredible hanging on
that won't wait.

Forever Grape *warning! super surreal

Inky night its trees
they know the clouds
and wait for them beside
the atoll the monument.

It is a silk a satin
mulberry the landscape
wears in and out of season.

You gave it all
 I am now forever grape.

This is what it says
if it could speak.

The conversation
a perfect tomb
that saves
forever as a tiny
adventure

tomorrow married to today
where it is popular to visit
then become nostalgic
and miss and miss it
like greed like the sea
when on land and land
when out to sea.

Past Future Tense

It is all said to happen
in here.  But it is out there.
It is a matter of time.
Language filling in.  I look
at you from the past
the future bend caught
with my life in my hands.
A minute--
Bill and Melinda be damned
there, on the bridge of the ship
walking across to another world.
The droopy moon.

Yes Them That

Each little agenda
in retrospect

did not match
anything else but lit

the daring, the daring!
with names

places.
I love the old spots

funny how it wasn't funny
but in any language

beyond what is 
mostly thought about.

A funny poetry
a shim sham

spin it round and round
lovesick seasick.

He never really had her
he would always miss her.

We saw she wasn't
exactly there.

Change: A Detail

Weep
for the pocket the wallet
the warm place protected.

Cat
that is brushed
all dusty static. 

Map
of promises creased
uncreased.

Plight
a badge
that shows though
in random worn places.

Such
and such so and so
surround that difficult spot.

Besides This

besides that ladder
of white lilies
right out in front

I fell for the brother.
It wasn't far, this falling.
A surprise when I hit
the ground running to realize
I had fallen in love.

They say you can study your face
in the mirror (a la Plath)
and see your ancestors gathered.
I look for you.  I look
for you.  To you I look.

Cheekbones from Switzerland cow
herders and farther away
reindeer lips forehead atlas
of the north.  Short space
certain maps.  Wheat
its fields never alone.