THE STEPS OF MOVING ON

It was an occasion for suspicion a strange arrangement searching for a solemn confession among a pastel of voices like the comma between two good thoughts of invading serpents and invading dreams where the best of plans are assembled for a traveler born wounded to find a way under a keyboard of passing clouds  

SIDEWALK AFTERNOON

There’s an element of searching   a strong unwritten text   reminders of miracles wasted in an alley or a hallway without lights where vapors dribble out confessions   like the street artist with a crooked crescent smile chalking his drawings providing them with a soul and eyes that follow   and a woman silent … More SIDEWALK AFTERNOON

SAND STRENGTH

A stirring within the water. A pattern of signatures overwhelming the passage of a turbulent surface. Consequences foretold.  The opening of truth is not always accepted.  Hands cut from stone, granite facts, like swimming underwater against strong currents.   A mirror becomes the vestibule of confessions, releasing waves of who we thought we might be … More SAND STRENGTH

THIS DAY

The release of loss Should be a temporary dark over; like a half smile, part with you, part at you.   It’s when confessions drip from a repentant tongue, loosening squeaky thoughts, relieved to be free.   The inside of healing words fight to the surface, struggling for new air; a chance for old shadows … More THIS DAY