TODAY…OR TOMORROW

…the beginning of finding the step left behind the curtain untouched the magic uncovered   there’s a long walk without reason or direction   a time buried in alone   a door offering release   questions fill the pockets answers hope for friends   search is the escape from the crossroads   a subtle direction … More TODAY…OR TOMORROW

STAY AWAY

The desert curls itself up flat at night   an uncaring landscape off sand and spiders   day’s heat retreats into silence, leaving behind a numbing cold   cacti stand guard over nothing   snakes slither into holes under useless rocks   scavenger animals prowl without much to show   the terrain is life without … More STAY AWAY

LOOK HERE

I found a glove folded behind a chair opening it as if it were alive I expected it to reach for my hand leading pointing guiding me to a safer place, places we visited where hands waved hello and goodbye   I laid it on the table alone, like me hoping your return will reunite … More LOOK HERE

CAUTIOUS

It was a resolve of being unfinished like wrinkled sheets.   His independent creative regard separated him from the herd, placing him in a fractured social pack, alone but accepted.   Introductions were nail pounding, struggling with images of being overcome by strangers.   Awkward passions and uneven ambitions remained smoldering as the empty page … More CAUTIOUS

LEANING

On or about town the luxury of disregarding depravity   As the eyes choke out the heart.   It was once a dream place a song matching every mood until tears stirred the soul awake   grasping for a rope before drowning back into the stream   of civilization with rumbling feet pointing   to … More LEANING

SPARKY

There’s a chance to enter forgot. A way to avoid being found. To disconnect. To welcome the cold over a warm coat while standing with alone.   It’s also a place for a rescue from flavored languages the last bus home while leaving behind suspicious glances, worn velvet movie seats and a three legged cat … More SPARKY

MARCHING

There was side stepping, avoiding a disaster. People pointed. Like thunder they moaned a noise like trees falling.  There was no far away when gathering started out flat and solid.  Hands with a cause formed an ocean like seaweed waving. Hearts of motion breathed energy. Eyes alighted like hungry animals. Their language one or two … More MARCHING

JUMP IN

At the end of the earth there’s a diving board for each of us, where grieving souls and soiled hands search for a higher place; everyone hopes for security.   Truth exposes itself in various colors; nighttime is when the fear of alone is invisible.  Long stories and dreams about voices no longer present fill … More JUMP IN

BEFORE AND AFTER

Her song pressed out what was good, speaking about night and alone And how to make the giants go away. Her anger was mild and her forgiveness peppered with flavor from street Lights and city traffic, yet she exhibited a cruel disturbance, like chaos by the numbers; a painting of sadness.  She warned that dust … More BEFORE AND AFTER

THE OTHER SIDE

Alone is the railroad car continually passing by, rattling the night into darkness with insincere eyes.. The sound of breathing roars across the bed.  The drip of a faucet clocks out the minutes with agony. Outside city lights blink a neon code; red-blue points with false hope. Fleeting dreams raise a curtain revealing faces without … More THE OTHER SIDE