SEPARATING POWER

to the river   currents of madness, a serpent tempting   wisdom before time the greatest of powers always running beyond and away   a deep voice of fear and warning   the under-surface twists and turns its own song as it keeps the sides forever apart  

A PROMISE TO HOLD

Fractional sunlight pressed through gray mist clouds like thieves stealing between headstones. A ribbon of water separated the road from an outpost of evergreens; a creation of serious lines and rugged beauty.   It was a favorite place, untypical, not easily replaced nor forgotten.   The ground was resolved to hold theses treasures close to … More A PROMISE TO HOLD

WHERE I STAND

WHERE I STAND     Since childhood I’ve stood here, looking out as if waiting for something to appear.   We are shorelines. Pressed by waves of thoughts, touched by winds of words, yet we feel safe in the safety of an eventide flow.   We gather at sunset, remembering farewells while shading our eyes … More WHERE I STAND