Cast Away

The soldier sits inside some stones.

Beaten, bloodied, broken bones.

Marches of men marooning he.

I cry for help, for he is me.

As time ticked on it turned its form.

Craggy, crackled, cobble-swarm.

Withering rock who wonders why.

I am the rock, who starts to die.

The baking brick beholds who cross.

Artist, an’lyst, albatross.

Unseeable man to unclear eyes.

I am no rock, but still hear lies.

Yet night renewed and ran new youth.

Leaping, loving, lens of truth.

Goodness gauzed guts and grace began.

I thank the boy, who saw a man. 

Silent Sailing

The auburn sky sinks all around the blue

Lighting up

Liquid fire

That drifts down soggy bark

Unfound

Not so, long ago

When time took root

A pine in its prime

Pierces the fertile floor

Flourishing forever over changing shades

This gleeful green

Tall

Tall

Tall

Summer

Spring

Winter

Fall

Always 

Until it's not

Leaves take leave

Sticks unstick

Roots uproot

For a moment

Between forevers

A tumbling tempest tricks the terrain

Until

The tears surround timber and air despairs

The rushing of sea at shipwreck shore

Kills all creation of vigorous elation

A life sunk

Floating forever, when darkness unfurls

The unstill tree looks up

Locating the lunar lights

Navigating the night

The unsung hour

A dead eternal briar

Down

Down

Down