SALT AIR

on the crowded sidewalk he felt his hands were lost   day was slipping silently into a breezy evening   the aroma of salt air filled the pocket of his senses   city lights robbed the glory of stars making faint a crescent moon   he mumbled a prayer like church candles soul dripping   … More SALT AIR

THAT WAY

before evening there’s an afternoon asleep   a recipe of gathering, irresponsibility   street corners the city breathes then exhales a boxcar moaning steel   old faces disturbed that youth is wasted as age burns the fire out then points to the past laughing infrequently wondering what’s left   digging into empty pockets   going … More THAT WAY

NIGHT GATHERING

    wet pavement rain washes city dust polishing the rust with heavens night showers shining sidewalks beneath an all night diners neon’s   ruffled muted images drip past the front door into refuge where sinners have no regrets as they speak of never enough time while exchanging ideas of washed over without washed out … More NIGHT GATHERING

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  

WALKING THROUGH

The streets are me broken chains of thought in the company of whistles and horns a subway below sidewalks of people fishing for space between crosswalks while a guitar and sax play songs for quarters and dimes all beneath a sun and clouds forming shade and shadows as the engine is motion  

DREAMY

It was a night short on dreams. Abstract cellophane images without voices. Gauzy waves rising and spilling over. Busy traffic on a street, in a city I might have passed through. The sun begins to set and then rises up again; the gift of an extra day. Words write themselves onto paper, then disappear. Once … More DREAMY

POUNDING WATER

A muddy river, thick with silt, half trees and trash, flows slowly past the city, slipping under bridges, competing with barges, rolling through like in dreams when you feel your running underwater. Docks and spits of land reach out at the passing debris; bulldogs inspecting their next meal. Stone legs from a train overpass push … More POUNDING WATER

CITY WALKING

Rectangles with souls. Windows lined like soldiers. Sounds in the head.  Fog rises but never into a storm.  Dogs walking as if they know where they’re going. Fast steps lead to a corner bar where No one’s ship comes in; liquid languages spoken here.   Everything appears in slow motion. It’s easier to remember when … More CITY WALKING

NOT FAR FROM HERE

The sidewalk is a stream, a playground, an escape without arrows to point the way out. Fallen stars, the scattering of dreamers believing in second chances, light the city at night. Children remain close by, guarded by the fences of stern warnings.  Their visions asleep as they accept the ideas of less.  Surrounding aromas are … More NOT FAR FROM HERE

TEMPORARY NOBODY

When you go somewhere as a stranger you can blend in as an unaware traveler avoiding name introduction or needless small talk while roaming unconcerned regarding schedules wearing your favorite shirt and red sneakers free of critical opinion you pass a store window and smile back at yourself then merge with the shadows of a … More TEMPORARY NOBODY