Moon

Cartoon Moon

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I saw Nature enjoy some fun last night…
Though the Fall sky became dim by 7 p.m…
Then, my Daughter laughed with delight…
fast photos taken while we were driving…
on our way home over the bridge…

Long Ago and Far Away

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Long Ago and Far Away
“Regarde, mais ne touche pas” he told himself
whenever she appeared before him
with that bewitching love in her sad eyes.
This wench had powers that made him fear her kiss
more than a bloody seige on his castle,
for already she’d invaded his dreams
and captured his imagination.
Then there were those mysterious awakenings
and yearnings in the night
driving him crazy with desire.
Sometimes he imagined her in his chambers—
imagined her invisible, starry body merged with his.
Worse still, he’d felt the first stirrings of love
for this strange, enchanting woman.
Yes, the magnetic beauty of her comely face
and the subtle seductions of her body’s grace
posed a dangerous threat to all that he had—
his heart, his mind, his family, his possessions…
The dark knight resolved then and there
he must kill her with indifference—
a look quite clear in its intended meaning.
First, a cruel, contemptuous glare,
then a cold and empty stare…
“Regarde, mais ne touche pas!”
November, 1996 revised May, 2004

Timeless

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Timeless
Spring in Winter called Alissa and I to explore,
so we drove the winding mountain roads
that thrill you with wonder at every turn.
We traveled from Victoria to Tofino,
with blessings for our adventurous journey
from the ancient trees of Cathedral Grove.
Aboriginal artistry whispered to us
in a quiet, meditative Gallery
offering images to nurture the soul.
A print called ‘Timeless’ spoke directly to our hearts.
Creative Spirit joined the Sun on one side
to the Full Moon on the other
with bright colours and bold lines.
Soon we found ourselves at Long Beach,
walking happily between the Sun and the Moon.
We’d entered the awesome beauty of a timeless walk
on wave-patterned sand firm beneath our feet.
The tide was out, revealing little treasures
here and there along the magical shore.
Seeming near though far, frothy mint-green waves
reached to greet us, then invitingly drew back.
Wet-suited surfers rode upon their crests.
Birds watched from the sand, the water, and the sky.
Scattered across the dream-world landscape,
explorers like us wandered,
soaking in the simple joy of being.
It was a timeless scene in which we walked—
the slowly setting Sun soaring
above the vast Pacific waters to our right,
while to the left the Full Moon sat
like an eagle resting on the tree-tops
waiting for the unknown night.
We still have a Universe to explore
in the cycles of aeons to come
but timeless memories last forever
so we’ll surely relive this one.
February, 2000