Sunday, September 24, 2017

Thin Line--An October Poem

For David Hernandez
A grandfather whose kindness I can never repay

The fires are lit to stave
Off first hoarfrost
The harvest in
With its scent of rot mingled
Amid sweetness
Overhead winged
Cry out in joyful unison
On their way home

Below crickets trill
Las Abuelas begin the story
Stitching us to the tapestry
Weaving our fate
Into the fragile web
Gossamer threads between
Being and non-being
Betwixt between
The thin line of here
And over there
Outside time
The fires are lit
For love and
Heart’s desire
Before extinquished
In final glory
And all is well

Day of the Dead installation, KPC October 31, 2016
Photo by Jacqueline Gens

October 19, 2016
Tsegyalgar East

Sunday, September 03, 2017

Homage to Ally R.I.P.


for my brother Mike

My feline queen --Ally
Love bug and long heart companion
Spirit sprite of so many years
          Your purr music to our ears
Ever in our midst a gentle being
Confused by killer instinct to pounce on wispy bugs
        or the mouse behind the fridge
You were born for a higher purpose
Nesting in my lap while practicing
               or listening to dharma talks
Soothing Mike who dotted on you
Serving your every need

My heart aches now and then
When first I held you in my palm a tiny kitten
The fragility of it all

My sweet girl I wish you well
Roaring through the corridor of
Rebirth may you
Snuggle close to the heartbeat
of loving tenderness –your special forte
and come back to us one way or other

September 3, 2017
Highland Village
Shelburne Falls, MA

Photo by Jacqueline Gens, September 2011