in the shadows
the sun never cast
shadows we rarely
sense or see
we see many
exclaiming
holier than thou
in pious purity
yet living lurky
in the clarity
that's a misty
gray relativity
of a betwixt
that's neither this
nor purely that
and us?
we are moving
in opposite
directions...
on a line or
on a circle?
listening to only
your armenian
offerings
shivali over
and again
your govand
and daldala
our kiughagan bars
these natural airs
our highland ayres
and noble peasantry
centered, grounded,
and rooted in
an idyllic past
that only music
keeps best alive
and now...
your essence
your best
a soft and
soaring lament
a taksim
timeless in
timelessness
carrying us
to our lost lands
on your reedy breaths
almost covering
the holes
in our hearts
our livers and
our collective
souls
this day
a glorious day
the end of summer
the beginning of fall
a wonderful day
that that that feels
like a beginning
of something,,,
maybe an hour
a wee stay-cation
basking in the sun
music going
my own backyard
poetic thoughts
meandering about
the usual crevices
good places all
this glorious day
i wanted to write a poem
on this lovely summer eve
a cool clear night to dream
to muse, think, and reflect
i wanted to write a poem
not like this one, something
profound and long buried
deep inside my very being
inside all of us, everyone
something that came with
each of us to this incarnation
something... we long forgot
i wanted to write that poem
but the night is too clear
the air and aura too sweet
and the buzzing warble
of cicadas brought me
to this poem that i did write
september 9, 2026
a soft august twilight
cigar smoke and
fairuz swirling about
the air around me
a commuter train
and a jet droning
not quite in tune
slowly giving way
to the hum of cicadas
surveying the lush green
the quarter moon glowing
above the treeline
an aura of contentemplation
a peaceful moment
in my own garden
a moment of peace
that momentary
inflective peace
i wish could be
shared with
those
i love
august 17, 2026
living on this digital sea
with this analog mindset
holding a magnetic compass
and no gps or sextant
unnavigably drifting to
where the ether currents
you make it look so easy
gracefully swaying to your
own natural eloquent sashay
camouflaging your major fears
and deepset desires
it all sounds so improbable
bordering on the ludicrous
a complete mismatching
of what we each want
or think we want
that's how i see you
through my eyes
as if any other pair
or sensibility would do
could do any better
my best is not enough
i am afraid to share
what is in my heart
am i making things up?
am i exaggerating?
building up, making you
more than you are
placing you high and nigh
on that ornate pedestal
of legend and lore
i am afraid to share
what is in my heart
i believe no...
there is a strong core
a foundation of truth
i believe everyone sees it
but just can't say it
i try to say it
i try to express it
in writing, in music
whatever i do
is incomplete
i am afraid to share
what is in my heart
