ALL ROADS

all roads lead from me,   long spaces for nights blessings and mornings light as new beginnings stir the senses into full blossomed roads, where no choice is wrong,   full of miles, waysides and memories

FLEETING IMAGE

it was a gray tunnel   there was a man wearing an overcoat and hat   his back toward me walking quickly away, weaving to the sides, heavy steps raising dust from a crimson road   he was joined by a white bird, its wings covering the man   his image lost as the creature … More FLEETING IMAGE

THAT WAY

before evening there’s an afternoon asleep   a recipe of gathering, irresponsibility   street corners the city breathes then exhales a boxcar moaning steel   old faces disturbed that youth is wasted as age burns the fire out then points to the past laughing infrequently wondering what’s left   digging into empty pockets   going … More THAT WAY

SAY YOU REMEMBER

a shoreline song youthful and free waves of gold over blue umbrella art the beach a canvas of footprints   voices, laughing, calling out   the chance of summer over the shoulder,   a pencil sketch of gray lines,   a song built from day,   a little of the past here in the present

THE ARTIST

regarded as the outsider   music and song crossing borders through the senses to make sense, for the combinations to work   dialogue success of an idea desperate creation painting over painting confidence and conviction   the pop and snap the finished product   the conclusion with unlimited opinions        

A BREATH RELEASED

the energy of day resigns itself to evening   thin shadows cast linen gray images onto sides of cottages and front porches   the soil and trees release a tired breath as night occupies all spaces   darkness closes day lilies, a reminder that time runs with us until it fails      

HANDS OUTSTRETCHED

shapeless   descending rain onto the skin running the vines of the outstretched hands as welcoming drops drift into random paths directed by gravity and unevenness finally released to the ground, the willing undertaker of the falling from heaven    

FALLING CHAINS

resurrecting self, folktales, adventures, surviving a space invaded with good works and deeds overlooked,   the misdirection of obvious road signs while inspecting the caged animal within   as chains loosen, constant pressure, the escape is inevitable, beyond the guardian, to be accepted or misunderstood            

BROKEN UNDER RAIN

its where being broken coaxes the spirit to dance to psalms spoken soft while gazing up urging a cloud to spell your name, or form a puffed dog, instead it rains, light drops harmless dribbles, one shape beyond mist with a flat soaking on coats and hats, dripping off to the ground, soaking in, watering … More BROKEN UNDER RAIN

OVERLOOKED TRAVELER

a life in parenthesis   brittle remembrances of unlimited space, beyond the moon   considering which dreams to hold which mountains to avoid and roads to release   there were winds in full flight, an opus with voices, thin like the pages of a book dripping letters, forming words   a balance between a breath … More OVERLOOKED TRAVELER