Showing posts with label #October. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #October. Show all posts

10/30/2018

1:48 AM



 October  Desert


the music
the rhythm
the movement
the time
there is so much of
thinking in a dream
therapy for the sleep

alive in a world
fortunate
by the Lord’s grace
in love received

sentenced
to witness only what is seen
aware
to the whole
of a part
thinking in a dream
therapy for the sleep

moving to sound
dancing with joy
walking along
as a floating breeze
in the chill of autumn
there is so much of

received movement
and fortunate
music
rhythm in the time
as love received
alive in the world
the sentence


A. MENDOZA, OCTOBER 2018






1:48 AM



 October  Desert


the music
the rhythm
the movement
the time
there is so much of
thinking in a dream
therapy for the sleep

alive in a world
fortunate
by the Lord’s grace
in love received

sentenced
to witness only what is seen
aware
to the whole
of a part
thinking in a dream
therapy for the sleep

moving to sound
dancing with joy
walking along
as a floating breeze
in the chill of autumn
there is so much of

received movement
and fortunate
music
rhythm in the time
as love received
alive in the world
the sentence


A. MENDOZA, OCTOBER 2018






10/17/2017

wALKING bACKwARDS iN tHE dARK


Walking backwards in the dark


when you know how to walk in the dark
and see beauty in the light
reaching for a candle
and not getting burnt

stepping back without falling
to hear that whisper
that soft glowing
to feel that kiss and it’s warmth

walking backwards in the dark
to see the beauty of light
and it’s glowing warmth
without a stumble

what colour is a candle
the fire that burns
the fire in light
that a whisper can extinguish

what sound a footstep
to glide in the darkness
anticipating the kiss
without falling

walking backwards in the dark


A. MENDOZA, 2017



wALKING bACKwARDS iN tHE dARK


Walking backwards in the dark


when you know how to walk in the dark
and see beauty in the light
reaching for a candle
and not getting burnt

stepping back without falling
to hear that whisper
that soft glowing
to feel that kiss and it’s warmth

walking backwards in the dark
to see the beauty of light
and it’s glowing warmth
without a stumble

what colour is a candle
the fire that burns
the fire in light
that a whisper can extinguish

what sound a footstep
to glide in the darkness
anticipating the kiss
without falling

walking backwards in the dark


A. MENDOZA, 2017



10/04/2017

Joshua's Watching


JOSHUA'S WATCHING


Let me write one for you
by the fall
across desert sands
unaccompanied winds
with gale and autumn
as witness

making an image
by the stretching shadows
brushing up on the mountains
where down hidden valleys
trickles sunsets
as wonders

chips of shadows
amongst high lit tans
as brushing breezes like fingers
make a dance
with desert grasses
as individuals and together

joshuas' watching
as sentinels
arms upwards
as if to lift a moonlight
upholding the breeze
as it glows

along a zephyr's night
an Autumn’s whisper
and a questioning owl
to the spaces between
mountains and sands
and where they connect

lifted moonlight
carried by zephyr’s sands
an October whisper
before the fall
that shimmers
a hint to winter

A. MENDOZA, 2017



Joshua's Watching


JOSHUA'S WATCHING


Let me write one for you
by the fall
across desert sands
unaccompanied winds
with gale and autumn
as witness

making an image
by the stretching shadows
brushing up on the mountains
where down hidden valleys
trickles sunsets
as wonders

chips of shadows
amongst high lit tans
as brushing breezes like fingers
make a dance
with desert grasses
as individuals and together

joshuas' watching
as sentinels
arms upwards
as if to lift a moonlight
upholding the breeze
as it glows

along a zephyr's night
an Autumn’s whisper
and a questioning owl
to the spaces between
mountains and sands
and where they connect

lifted moonlight
carried by zephyr’s sands
an October whisper
before the fall
that shimmers
a hint to winter

A. MENDOZA, 2017