SOFTLY WE GO

The words spoken were like threads thinning at the elbow, deep thoughts from a cold heart with warm hands   a story of the distant from here about adding to the next step after the last one taken   speaking darkly about alleys cutting between buildings of memories and voices at the clothesline or the … More SOFTLY WE GO

OVER AND AROUND

It was a summer day spent away on a road without names or numbers an unknown destination absent of stress a wind away from the start a breath nearer to the end a back road where long shadows are welcome and night breezes welcome the passage of gardenias and the sound of very little or … More OVER AND AROUND

NOT SURE

Voices in the hallway soft like parchment falling to the floor   muffled words pressing against morning air as shadows cross over cracked plaster walls   there was an intentional restraint of voices creating a curious drama for those listening behind closed doors   it sounded like promises were presented to return   sighs of … More NOT SURE

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

OPEN ARMS

A great wind like the son of a hurricane stretching before landfall befell on a grand tree of long life and shadow falling into the limbs of its equal laying across its arms like a wounded soldier still full and alive but slowly bleeding   the overgrowth of the underbrush below welcomed its eventual descent … More OPEN ARMS

OVERFLOWING

Water filled words the start of growing dripping thoughts shadows looking for a shape to become a sound   it’s the last part of the best the chance to explain and the reasons lost from silence   the half note becoming complete the message received the gold of knowing the walk not alone the story … More OVERFLOWING

BRING IT BACK

It’s the center of this and that a beginning sound   a chance waited for full of hope with few answers   a youth of energy believing in innocence while wondering about shadows and where they sleep at night   its where we wish to return the place we thought would never leave while we … More BRING IT BACK

REFLECTION

Shadows crest softly onto treetops where slivers of dusty light drift to the forest floor   the moons proud side full of fluorescence melts to the surface forming sharp angled irregular pools of light exposing moments of resting life   its reflection, a silent intruder is unequaled      

SWING ON

The world past the front porch, watching the same clouds set in the magic of the sky   prayers lift up from swings and wicker chairs escaping through tired screens   cars passing know only of roads, the next corner the direction home or close to it   train whistles cross over buildings and empty … More SWING ON

CLOCK ON THE WALL

It was a like a movie of memories an afternoon of family pictures unreeling   reflection shadows rainy day card games the aroma of cut grass,   all reminders of heaven without sunshine   and how time cruelly changed leaving some behind while unfolding others stiffly like a washed shirt on a winter clothesline   … More CLOCK ON THE WALL