Poem: Notebook

Notebook

By Glenn Currier

These lines are mine shafts

I dig with my pen

in an unseen light.

Each letter and word

hunched between the layers

crevasses and cracks

reveal a sapphire or ruby,

rusty ore

or decaying matter.

But even the decay

turns to fuel

if I cherish and caress it

with the tip and dip

of my pen

if I refine it

in the pauses...

that now and then

become moments of splendor.

It is a mystery to me

why I do not come here more often

to explore

and discover

these heights and depths. 

"Notebook," Copyright 2012 by Glenn Currier

Poem: Lost Horizon

Lost Horizon
By Glenn Currier

I imagine that my time
is a wide open plain
the limitless horizon
melts into the sky.

I am the captain of the Titanic
my denial a delusion
so deep and wide and hidden
it will surely capsize me.

Unless I wake up.

"Lost Horizon,"  Copyright 2012 by Glenn Currier

Poem: Bully

Bully
By Glenn Currier

Fear is a bully

hiding behind a boulder

made of imaginings -

storm clouds

that become wisps 

when faced

in the clear air

of the present moment.

"Bully," Copyright 2012 by Glenn Currier