AT FULL MOON

 

A FULL LIGHT

late is the early night
when at full moon
a full light

noon napping
nipping at sunshine
closed eyes to daylight


awaking at full moon
early is the night
a gauze of chill


humming night air
silent and rhythmic mix
as a gentle whisper


that embrace
that light
that awakening

that moon at full light

 

A FULL LIGHT

late is the early night
when at full moon
a full light

noon napping
nipping at sunshine
closed eyes to daylight


awaking at full moon
early is the night
a gauze of chill


humming night air
silent and rhythmic mix
as a gentle whisper


that embrace
that light
that awakening

that moon at full light

 

A FULL LIGHT

late is the early night
when at full moon
a full light

noon napping
nipping at sunshine
closed eyes to daylight


awaking at full moon
early is the night
a gauze of chill


humming night air
silent and rhythmic mix
as a gentle whisper


that embrace
that light
that awakening

that moon at full light

AT FULL MOON

 

A FULL LIGHT

late is the early night
when at full moon
a full light

noon napping
nipping at sunshine
closed eyes to daylight


awaking at full moon
early is the night
a gauze of chill


humming night air
silent and rhythmic mix
as a gentle whisper


that embrace
that light
that awakening

that moon at full light

The Voices

VOICES

VOICES

Sometimes I hear voices ... It's not what you may think (I hope).

It is the voices of those who've filled my life with colours like an artist would paint on canvass.

Suichi's voice, so controlled and calm; I can still hear him as he would ask a teaching question that would lead me to a point of new understanding.

Alicia's gentle manner and razor intelligence would lead me to a point of view I hadn't seen before. 

Juanita's clear perception that would leave me amazed at a position I would not have thought of. 

Phillip's gregarious and sharply edged ability to dissect an issue would lead me to appreciate wider views outside of the common thinking.

I find thoughts of the leading personas in my lifetime echoing their voices as a comforting music.

I think of relationships as an exchange. 

So the question is, what did I return them for their wonders that they shared with me.

They were all better than I deserve.

I miss them very much.

Appreciate what is in front of you while you have it there.

Listen for the music, see the colours




Al Mendoza, 2016

The Voices

VOICES

Where Presence

Where Presence

finding there

where presence is

there where it can be

a heart singly

musical

sounds are shared

that is irresistible

finding there

a musical presence

sings

not even looking

for what is heard

that inhaling vibration

seen so clearly

as it touches

how are so many sounds

so possible as single moments

is and are

come and leave

were here and gone

where presence is

like music

singly musical

and are gone

as it touches shared sounds

finding there that is irresistible

as it touches

where presence is

Al Mendoza 2016

Where Presence

Where Presence

finding there

where presence is

there where it can be

a heart singly

musical

sounds are shared

that is irresistible

finding there

a musical presence

sings

not even looking

for what is heard

that inhaling vibration

seen so clearly

as it touches

how are so many sounds

so possible as single moments

is and are

come and leave

were here and gone

where presence is

like music

singly musical

and are gone

as it touches shared sounds

finding there that is irresistible

as it touches

where presence is

Al Mendoza 2016

A Full Half Moon

A FULL
HALF MOON

late is the early night

when at half moon

a full light

noon napping

nipping at sunshine

closed eyes to daylight

a gauze of chill

early is the night 

awaking at half moon

humming night air

as a gentle whisper

silent and rhythmic mix

that awakening

that embrace 

that light

that half moon

a full light

A Full Half Moon

A FULL
HALF MOON

late is the early night

when at half moon

a full light

noon napping

nipping at sunshine

closed eyes to daylight

a gauze of chill

early is the night 

awaking at half moon

humming night air

as a gentle whisper

silent and rhythmic mix

that awakening

that embrace 

that light

that half moon

a full light