Sunday, August 20, 2017

it happens in winter



*

A retreat and parry
battle for
supremacy

ruthless
tumultuous

playing out
drama
beyond vision
unsettling the senses

silence
In the stillness
a lull
regrouping

an onslaught

sounds
like screaming banshees
wild eyed
terrified

wait

it’s just the wind
chasing itself off into
the distance
all noise and huff –


nothing to fear

*

love, Eaton

Monday, August 14, 2017

*


The susurrus of petals
floats down around us
You lean into me and ask,
“What’s susurrus?”
I whisper,
“The sound of petals brushing each
other in the breeze –
touching softly in
communion

*


love,
Eaton

Sunday, July 23, 2017

For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass wither, and the flower thereof falls away:


1 Peter 1:24


Words End

sadness overcomes her
saki bottle in hand
she bears witness
to your silence

you once described her 
as a lush
provocative 
Saki-swilling Geisha
with a lot to say
poking and prompting 
niggling and nagging her forte

I ache for her sadness
she is fading 
slipping
slipping
slowly away

who wants a used muse!

but it’s ok 
they’re still bottling saki
and sakura blossoms 
will always fall into clever Haiku

I thought she deserved a mention
for her excesses and inconstancies

love, Eaton

Friday, May 6, 2016

the lost art of pragmatism


*

If allowed
the heart will hold a hurt
will look at it from every angle
worshipping its beginning
desiring no end.

*


love,
Eaton

Thursday, May 5, 2016


I wound the golden light around my finger
wreathed in leaves of reds and russet
like a gypsy - fluid music with the wind.

love,
Eaton

Falling Water by Frank Lloyd Wright

Falling Water by Frank Lloyd Wright
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Flat Stanley near Castlemaine, Victoria.