2004Jul10 (Poem)
[no date, approximate]

Narcissus
Kisses trail down like rain
Heavy fall of lightening
No spark – no piercing the veil
Touch like cold steel
Left in the sun
Under falling rocks
It was near a sign that read
‘Slippery when wet’
Tasting old books
Or washing clean pans
Might suffice on a grey day
Bit there’s a call of certainty
To borders impossible to cross…today
Futile but undefeated
Remains the shore that yearns
To overcome the water
Even as the brightness
Comes without surprise at noon
And the fabric, vivid as it was
Lies like a heap of rags now
The fence posts are stacked
And the garden needs no help to grow
Without dreams or reflections
There are still ripples in the pool
Still fruit and butterflies
No harm – no foul
Revealing a myth doesn’t hurt at all
And nearby, saddened, is a flower
Still but so beautiful