I thought perhaps to steal the myth
and hoard away the dream
Mirages fade with pretense lost,
things never what they seem
A future darkness redefined,
the past still yet to know
Intention vested—moments spent
with nowhere left to go
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
Fall\'s Release
Out there alone,
my thoughts zero-sum…
the coyote’s lonely howl
I search for redemption
through cactus and sage…
the silence of an owl
Winter births Summer,
its dream comes alive…
the bear announcing Spring
In thermal forgiveness,
a following storm
—the hawk now on the wing
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)