TRYING TO GET OUT

There’s rain in the desert where lizards and one eyed dogs live on the wrong side of the tracks and bars with tired neon’s blink onto cactus and sand where nothing comes alive except lightening and dry winds as we try for the right way leaving behind what tries to hold us back in the … More TRYING TO GET OUT

ANYTIME

wet footsteps on the floor cotton clouds the magic of music handcuffs the soul providing anywhere travel with eyes closed the heart steers without disappointment onto a wide porch waiting for sunset lightening bugs send signals to the fortunate the best place to be is the one they dream of  

CLOUDING UP

Bring on the ancestral winds, the colliding of clouds with thunder rolling and breaking into silent valleys and the souls of weak men. Let the deep of the deep surface, Let it breathe to the top and bring with it forceful sounds and the wet of rain and clean satin moisture promising to wash city … More CLOUDING UP

KEEP ON WALKING

Stop signs with bullet holes and a broken billboard oversee a wide intersection where the desert has no friends.  Roadside trash lay mangled under scrub brush.  Rain has no business here.  Insects run safely across the road; shade belongs someplace else. Lightening scrapes a distant mountain top. Sheets of blue rain find someplace else to … More KEEP ON WALKING

STREET VIEW

STREET VIEW     Indifference streaming.  Decades of walls.  Doors locked.  Playgrounds hold the future.  Dogs bark at shadows. Every fence leans with weak defense. Overgrown empty lots have no memory.   Black suits and hats.  Generations of braided hair and faithful prayers.  Winsome songs slip to the background.  Faces like flowers bloom with smiles. … More STREET VIEW

GUTTER PARADE

The clean of the rain juiced from heaven. Falling. Dry yields to circled wet. Water shines rust and doors with stains.   Weedy city lots. Moist. Damp. Spiny nameless plants stand erect. A stubborn aroma released. Broken bricks, colorless, beaten by time.   An open window. A scratchy song finds legs, dancing to the street; … More GUTTER PARADE

OVERCAST

OVERCAST       Behind cloudy burlap curtains, heaven hides a sun, its color bathed out from sight.   Puddles reflect the figures of a passing sky. People with coats and hats dampened take great steps like giants walking under the protection of trees.   Windows reflect buildings and faces, open fields and homes without … More OVERCAST

JAGGED LIGHT

The sky presented an innocent violence. Gray without anger and absent of winds.   An unborn ray of sunshine slipped between menacing charcoal clouds; the only light surrendered by heaven.   Thunder collapsed above, like the end of all rules exploding.   Jagged sediments of lightening expressed shock.   The beginning of rain flushed people … More JAGGED LIGHT

TEN SECONDS

TEN SECONDS A distant rumbling amplified the silence around me. My breathing roared within me. I whispered lightly, making sure I wasn’t deaf.  I held my breath and then released it into ambient stillness. The clouds possess a cotton smoothness. The leaves appear asleep, unconcerned for impending winds and rain. I feel insignificant at the … More TEN SECONDS

MOVING ON

A building torrent of storms forced a crazy going, pushing in and hammering out a day swollen with clouds and wind.   A broken night rumbled like passing trains thundering through, heavy with rusted metal, beating a rhythm without equal.   Lightening streaked, slamming the sky, sawing the air with bold power, blinding quickly and … More MOVING ON