LINEN SONG
November 29, 2019
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
Tag: SHIPS
INTO THE CENTER
November 28, 2018
Back roads of dust break into my dreams, dividing me. I fall into waters of the past; temporary ground with shallow allotments of time. Like ships running aground, I relive fleeting sections of thoughts wrapped in vines of voices. It’s all a stage of featured impulses holding center court, like lyrical messages on the shorelines … More INTO THE CENTER
INTO THE CENTER
February 9, 2018
Back roads of dust break into my dreams, dividing me. I fall into waters of the past; temporary ground with shallow allotments of time. Like ships running aground, I relive fleeting sections of thoughts wrapped in vines of voices. It’s all a stage of featured impulses holding center court, like lyrical messages on the shorelines … More INTO THE CENTER
EVERYBODY’S BROTHER
October 20, 2017
There’s always a bridge located whenever people need to be over there; two lands joined by steel arms where rust appears clean when it rains. It’s a way in or out. A place where ships can pass under; their silence is like a fighter looking for an opening. The bridge supports the sides … More EVERYBODY’S BROTHER
CITY WALKING
October 19, 2017
Rectangles with souls. Windows lined like soldiers. Sounds in the head. Fog rises but never into a storm. Dogs walking as if they know where they’re going. Fast steps lead to a corner bar where No one’s ship comes in; liquid languages spoken here. Everything appears in slow motion. It’s easier to remember when … More CITY WALKING
BALL OF TWINE
April 18, 2017
We are unpredictable. Like the dripping of water, each different from the previous drop. We hold the patent on our first breath, first step and an ocean of random words. We sing off key. Band-Aid bloodless relationships. Mail envelopes to ourselves. Find favor with an enemy. Hold tight the rope to the bell tower. … More BALL OF TWINE
COMMON SENSE
March 10, 2016
There’s a merging of shadows around the backside of me, positioning to break out and pass to the front with quick steps and nervous breaths. Ships of night line up for the challenge of dreams. Topsails strain at the strength of speed while battling cold steel overcasts attempting to slow the progress forged in the … More COMMON SENSE
