There’s a silhouette a side shadow brave with image soulful and longstanding motion expressed with well spoken words hat tipped blocking the sun providing shade for eyes of reason at the edge of a clear stream he stands expecting great things from a cast into swift waters ripples over rocks … More WELCOME BACK
The wind was the change granite against paper shadows unfrozen running from a forbidden sleep the faithful pray the fastest get to safety first rational thoughts create sweat and pull out the tears the bones of trees rattle xylophone’s into jealousy shoes and those without step rightly with concern … More TWISTED WIND
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
The moon dissolved over treetops the area is remote and wild a black night sky exposes the stars on a dark curved canopy dreams and wishes search for the desperate you can see the crest of the earth from here a place deserving of only a few … More LIMITED OFFER
The desert curls itself up flat at night an uncaring landscape off sand and spiders day’s heat retreats into silence, leaving behind a numbing cold cacti stand guard over nothing snakes slither into holes under useless rocks scavenger animals prowl without much to show the terrain is life without … More STAY AWAY
We are marked by our shoreline the footsteps left behind the ones dreamed of the seasons that began and others forgotten by choice tides washed us gently circling the waves never stopped synchronous beats smooth some troubled all beneath a humble moon
The structure of the proof is the land observant eyes and obedient ears stand fast within the silence the strength of rocks the support of roots a crowded rain newness is grafted in at sunset morning glories dip their heads the moon is a celestial flower what’s important is … More BETWEEN STONEWALLS
In the corners of the desert whispers drain out as sweat becomes the turpentine from unnecessary movement desert flowers draw on moisture in the air bones lost in storms become the crossroads of the hunted each direction is an unknown destination while the lost and stubborn follow the moon tears stain … More STEP THIS WAY
A passive silver moon dripped its light through lace curtains into my room the faucet in the bathroom dripped with precise regularity both dripping worlds invoking their presence on me there is no wisdom gained being in the middle listening and watching to the drip, drip from my shelter of awake between … More DRIP, DRIP
A gift of words is the magic the key opening clouds healing holds the temperature of the room diamonds rise as leaves fall a newness provides the power like rivers broken stars mend what was lost resurfaces the moon glazes onto meadows with smoothness
