Monday, November 23, 2009

free

stillness impinges
like the eye of a storm…
a moment of inexplicable peace,
   and i’m axis,
   i’m centered.
desire quells
as if in meditation…
where seeing is more observing,
   and i’m objective,
   almost without bias.
un-insultable
un-flatterable
indefinable
free


~csr
 
 

Wednesday, November 4, 2009



crickets sing their song
for both the underwhelmed and
overcome alike

~csr


Tuesday, November 3, 2009

a new dawn




the cool of twilight...
   warmed by afterglow...
       a sunset...
nevertheless
pursuing the shadow's reign...
    the joie de vivre
         in a new dawn

~csr