OUT THERE

A shred of sunlight a mystery rising without song halting dreams for another time   eyes open like day lilies testing morning   you get in the car go beyond where you should be under approaching clouds and the edge of limits   pushing hard stirring the dust   past words like “come back”   … More OUT THERE

PARK STREET

Late into night images appear on the ceiling of my bedroom sharp angles momentary slivers of car lights traffic signals neon flashes crawling, colliding   perishable images appearing then vanishing without sound as the slip down melting onto the wall  

SWING ON

The world past the front porch, watching the same clouds set in the magic of the sky   prayers lift up from swings and wicker chairs escaping through tired screens   cars passing know only of roads, the next corner the direction home or close to it   train whistles cross over buildings and empty … More SWING ON

CRESTED LIZARD

A song of night the slow creep of cars heading for the next town and wayside roads where broken hearts gather at an empty desert gas station   someone reads “The Howl” out loud the fear and dreams we live up to   bus driver’s work the road   curious eyes imagine the release of … More CRESTED LIZARD

IN FULL VIEW

It’s the river thick with flow a moving mass of air over motion full of whispers shadowed in the past of me near where street cars pound metal and smoke stacks send signals raining soot in alleys and corners where pain and sweat speak of days of youth once thought never to end where prayers … More IN FULL VIEW

DOWN AND AWAY

Dust rose in menacing circles behind the car; generations of travel brushed to the roadside.  Truck lights create lonely shadows.  Bleary eyes crave coffee; the liquid toothpicks of temporary vision. Hitchhikers seek the ride of hope, their boots worn down to sandals as they desire other places. Forgiveness is far from home.  Familiar voices are … More DOWN AND AWAY

UNCHAINED

It was a stampede of wheels into a darkness thick as sand. The temperature sprayed heat long past the drop of sun. Engines like the coyote’s scream bring on chills. The cars race to a spot just beyond the edge of nothing. Wild songs dance with air. Bottle tops rain onto blacktop where rubber burns … More UNCHAINED

LONG AND FLAT

The back surface of roads the lost brother of travel the flats where crossroads connect unevenly in chaos a point of standing stranded out of position   rest areas, concrete tables chained garbage cans a sterile living room absent of comfort.   cars park lovers confess secrets while drinking warm beer   there’s a casual … More LONG AND FLAT

CITY WATCHING

Yesterday’s puddle reflects a crescent day moon. Leather jacketed teenagers hold court on Bowery Corner. “Which way is …?” asks the stranger. Three people point in different directions; the lost hold the discovery of where they need to be. Overhead subways kill the corners with sparks. Car horns take apart the air. Sun reflected windshields … More CITY WATCHING

MEMORY GHOST

      Railroad Avenue. Cinders and broken glass. Warm engines blowing smoke. Old men with hats, suspenders, stained work boots and pants. Great stories of Louisiana bayous, marshlands, mountains and oceans. Empty freight cars transporting lost souls and homeless dreams. Wooden platforms, benches carved with names.  Trackside families. Steady work. Scars and sweat. Creosote … More MEMORY GHOST