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

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

EYES OPEN

A high heat pushed roadway lines sideways crowds trample the streets pulled toward destinations in a sea of shoulders   fire escapes spread waffle slanted shadows onto faded bricks   a radio pushes static into an alley   garbage cans release the aroma of yesterday   young men rolled up sleeves bright buckles black pocket … More EYES OPEN

ONCE AGAIN

I fell into the remembers today the how and why the places I walked with voices now removed and stories part and full some not real   someone calls my name; no one is there   trees and paths know me change moves in and replaces   trying to recall works hard the memory threads … More ONCE AGAIN

CREATION

I settled down, though briefly and had a think, like when water becomes ambient, not warm or cold; placid while reshaping an outcome.   It was a must, a brush with orderliness, creating the back end before leading the pen to water.   It became a flower moment, an opening as if sun touched, bringing … More CREATION

NIGHT TRAVELER

There is a vision inside of everyone. A vision of something distant from reality, yet persistent, attempting to create belief. A flash of honey sweetens the dreams that we hide in our pillows. Stories tightly wrapped in linen.   A fresh song or story taps its way to the surface, turning over the stone of … More NIGHT TRAVELER

SURVIVAL

Long corridors with linoleum floors absorb the stories of lost lambs and hungry wolves. Families and enemies pass flowered wallpaper of peonies and terracotta pots on ordinary days with eyes down never speaking; like meteors at night and shadows during day.   The accessories, lights, exit signs, mailboxes are destroyed or absent. The comingling of … More SURVIVAL

THE ENERGY OF ONE

The unexpected highlight of yesterday is the creation of an inherited newness for today. The experiences remaining from an over thought of pain or the emptiness from loss, grievously reupholster the waiting soul onto elevated acres of creativity and historic importance; the destination develops the distinctions.   There are new legs of energy, a vaulting … More THE ENERGY OF ONE

GIVING IN

Willowy tall palms bend with resistance under a byzantine blue sky   The fragrance of changing tides and salt air stir summer with youth and stories   Sand is the celebration of a movable graffiti.   Ivy and roses stretch over a fence, attracting children and angels   There’s nothing regrettable about summer its evenings … More GIVING IN

A PATH THROUGH

Years hold the pictures as youth fills in where legs ran forever; trees envied the quickness.  Warm days touch the side of faces; a silent act of unconcern.  Empty chairs hold the shadows several times removed; their song is a story of before.  Fondness eventually waits for no one.  The clock of seasons protects its … More A PATH THROUGH