LINEN SONG

fair winds circled past open windows teasing checked and striped curtains snapping their ends against red stained brick walls signaling like a ship messages to the sky  

OVERVIEW

OVERVIEW     the moon commands highways of ocean currents   forming waves   those momentary curled masses of random strength splashing languages onto ancient shorelines from somewhere deep   creating footprints during the highs and lows                        

SWITCHING OVER

the ocean is in eventide   the pausing of waters before obeying the change   ghosts of twilight hide within its stillness as a deep and distant rumbling stirs the edges of all horizons   splintered clouds inspect the madness unfolding below   where waters tempt the brave and foolish  

JUST BY CHANCE

eventide appeared   its calmness balanced between back and forth waiting for a command a higher power stars and moon and maybe the sun   to exact the perfect template a framework of directions unspoken unrehearsed a play performed on the world stage unimpeded mostly unnoticed until it begins to move   as it always … More JUST BY CHANCE

WELCOME BACK

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

HAUNTED

Everything needs to be blocked out   all sounds that have nothing to do with what’s before me   others have their callings places they worship distant precipices or deserts   but here I am selfishly willfully yielding my attention   I am haunted by the aroma and authority the force lurking below the surface … More HAUNTED

MY PAGES

A curious wind turned turned the pages living in residence within me   paper thoughts and pictures of me tumbled from within as a familiar history unfolded with faces of laughter and others suffering in pain   the binding of truth and fiction is strong forming a web holding the center of the story firm … More MY PAGES

GREATER THAN ME

It was a blue without end   an opening greater than the sky a place I touched   sand and rocks I walked on   its where I could run when running away   to hide in plain sight while all other sounds were blocked out except the waves   I was a spot on … More GREATER THAN ME

DEEP WATERS

A hidden prize under the green blue   shifting sand and shells once mountains reduced to dust from waters tossed by storms and seabed’s stretching   water speaks with waves, white caps and rushing currents   and fingertips of shorelines spreading far beyond the millennial’s   their presence a statement of belonging long after were … More DEEP WATERS

RUNNING AWAY

Open boxcars men failed at chance broken families seasons to forget miles separate the pain turned up collars faded jeans empty pockets soft eyes yesterdays meal from garbage cans behind a diner at a river town   bayous and bridges sand and deserts push on engines running hot grease and creosote luck long gone past … More RUNNING AWAY