NIGHT GATHERING

    wet pavement rain washes city dust polishing the rust with heavens night showers shining sidewalks beneath an all night diners neon’s   ruffled muted images drip past the front door into refuge where sinners have no regrets as they speak of never enough time while exchanging ideas of washed over without washed out … More NIGHT GATHERING

COMMON GROUND

We are students on the edge where unedited souls   are roots of voices searching for a river to be part of   to form a journey of communion to lean away from the failing   we tempt mercy under various clouds while resembling a fallen shingle from the sky   there is no center … More COMMON GROUND

SOFT DAYS AND NIGHTS

Summer is the end of all rules   where cottages have open window neighbors   and late high flat clouds like rolled blankets signal days end but not the end of dreams   its where youth has no regrets and mistakes are minor and blessings abundant        

CIRCLES

Dreams are fragrances, reminding us to remember the vision, the voice departed, the place of youth no longer visited; the person we were, but have changed.   Regrets are long. Promises become minced oaths and lies hurt us the most.   Attempts to make the right from the wrongs are absorbed each day; rumbling of … More CIRCLES