STANDING BENEATH

piano playing rain lightening flames in a sky burning with storms   drums of thunder the slam of gods wearing armor   heaven backs up from swift winds claiming the air   as rain beats dry dirt with a wet hand    

RUSTY SKELETON

voices descend through the fire escape   men wearing sleeveless t-shirts drink and smoke   women whisper   children stare to the sky where clouds shadow the alley   a cat sleeps resembling driftwood   pigeons gaze down from the rooftop   Latin music rich with aroma drifts from a window    

BETWEEN THE PAGES

The books she loved and left behind for me were the beats of her heart   scattered randomly between pages were small notes she wrote of love and hate a first kiss lost loves death and pain youth spent choices fire and sand trust tears traveling alone pictures postcards received a diner dreams aging gracefully … More BETWEEN THE PAGES

WASHED OUT

Broken desires are deserts without souls thirsting for water breathing hot air spread across cruel sands   they are beyond faith and prayers   like promises unfulfilled slipping through broken fences and over empty lots   each desire is a passion of fire   the ashes become answers forming a new story

EYES OPEN

A high heat pushed roadway lines sideways crowds trample the streets pulled toward destinations in a sea of shoulders   fire escapes spread waffle slanted shadows onto faded bricks   a radio pushes static into an alley   garbage cans release the aroma of yesterday   young men rolled up sleeves bright buckles black pocket … More EYES OPEN

FURTHER AWAY

The desert is a departing thief. Black and white forming faint shadows while breaking away an afternoon sun into night.   Billboards stare back with origami eyes, glaring with silver lights onto roads running to the edge of the earth.   Continuing with a deeper falling, we feel upside down as if a herd of … More FURTHER AWAY

AS THE GARDEN GROWS

The ground rose, colliding with the emotions of my steps, railroading me through stations of thought. Like drums beating a steady cadence of emotions, suggesting a direction for desire. Goals evaporated without explanation. Private thoughts hide in the alleys where dreams live long enough to take a few breaths. There’s fire in the creative hands … More AS THE GARDEN GROWS

OUT OF BOUNDS

The fire excites gypsy dancing. Sparks mingle angrily into the cool breezes of a blackened night. The air becomes possessed with groans and fevered mutterings. The sounds crawl to the ground like a snake fleeing without a fight.   Music fuels the spirit unleashed.  Shoes pound the dirt.  Dust clings to everything. Hands clap a … More OUT OF BOUNDS

MOVING THROUGH

It reminded me of a glass floor. Where the walk was careful and steps were applied lightly.  There was a common passageway of knowledge. Absent of detours.  A place where the brave refuse to rest, like unbroken thoughts of youth; deep breathes full of life’s long roads. Boundaries refrained from become reduced, yielding to the … More MOVING THROUGH