A GENTLE END

Leaves arrange for night, the aroma of dark green stays close to the branches   crickets capture a cruel cadence   velvet breezes close the roses and day lilies   reed tops lightly rustle a sandpaper hymn   fireflies light a path to the nearest screen door flashing creative energy   everything is painted with … More A GENTLE END

ONE STEP PAST

There was a lifting of dreams, a rising of hope an overreach of memories.   he was a velvet hitchhiker searching for relief.   secret angels touch the soul of his shoulder guiding him away from creative misfortune   he stands to the right of his shadow. as he witnesses the good within uncertain eyes. … More ONE STEP PAST

RUMBLING

The river is a testament to longstanding, a continuation without interruption   the river possesses beauty and strength its banks dappled with brush and half buried trees   velvet smooth water the veins of flow to the oceans heart feeds on silt from fields and ancient meadows   its motion is a voice   it … More RUMBLING

PATINA

It was called, “The Hotel.” Like a childhood friend known by one name. The lobby exhibited signs of artistic death.  There were overused red velvet chairs. A couch without cushions. Ceiling fans without life. Strips of wallpaper peeling Like a melting glacier. Many have passed through the thick wooden and glass doors onto black and … More PATINA