Poetry from the Writer of Light

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Saturday, August 26, 2006

THE SKY, MY PILLOW

THE SKY, MY PILLOW The sky, my pillow. This ocean, my bed. Words sleep here silently as dreams awaken to fly off to yesterday, looking vainly for themselves but finding only gentle barrenness in the forgotten mists where they were born. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

HAIKU #48 - GLASS MORNING

HAIKU #48 - GLASS MORNING Yesterday’s ice storm, today’s sunrise, the world is dazzling golden glass. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

SUNSET, MARCH 13TH, 2003

SUNSET, MARCH 13 TH, 2003 This day of pain washes away, flowing silently westward in red cloud streams that sing wordless songs of forgotten beauty if we will but steal a glimpse from our consuming stresses long enough to see. ©T. Patrick Berry This day of pain washes away, flowing silently westward... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

When I Was Normal

WHEN I WAS NORMAL When I was normal the rest of the world was nuts. Still is. But it came and took me with it. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Haiku #49

HAIKU #49 This road is flooded - follow this way of learning up from wisdom sea. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

I AM LIKE THIS

I AM LIKE THIS Life is like this, I said, staring at the barren ground as I watered in naked faith that someday a seed would sprout; it repels grace like water off this hard, dry dirt. I am like this, said God, as the soil softened under the misting spray and grace-water began soaking in. Someone... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 18, 2006

An untitled haiku sequence

Take this road from town as you begin your journey to you-don’t-know-where. When the road leaves town, the town will find another to come take its place. As for you, travel, not stopping, forgetting all that is forgotten. You didn’t pack this? Nor that? Good - enjoy having less weight to carry.... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

TOUCH FOOTBALL, OCTOBER, 2003

TOUCH FOOTBALL, OCTOBER, 2003 Two-hand touch five on four, three-second rush polygonal downhill field goal line at the precipice of twenty-foot sled hill seven men, two girls prance and race like rutting deer dress shoes and sneakers leap over terriers and roots high fives, pratfalls and farts take... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

HAIKU #51 – MIGRATING VULTURES IN A STRONG HEADWIND

HAIKU #51 – MIGRATING VULTURES IN A STRONG HEADWIND Migrating vultures struggle against south wind, teach determination ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 9, 2006

THE WINDOW WASHER

THE WINDOW WASHER The window washer plies his trade, Clearing away what masks our seeing. Make me Your apprentice As a washer of soul windows. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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