Queen

To hear that voice again,

The selfsame voice of the crystal queen

Calling ubiquitously; the rushing stream

From pictures of you in my dream

Inundates my soul

JAZZ AFICIONADO (For Yemi Sax)

The gasp of music is the elevating stretch

She works on the minds open to her reach.

Jazz lifts the being from sand

Sweeps him upward

To balcony apex of a skyscraper rind.

Hurricane

 Demented corners

Of the wind’s brand beat

Take a summon into

The silent quarters of night.

Trees by the verge sashay

Possessed by the chill sway

In the eyes of this new wind.

Something huge, strange but known

In the remoteness of memory

Drives forcefully from the sea

Pulling down the houses by the coast.

Virtuous Sister

At the well of waters proceeds the virtuous one.

I see the immaculate beam of truth in the lamp of her soul,

The delight of perfumery uniting mind and matter’s whole.