FINALLY AWARE

The strangeness of late hours and busy feet walking between buildings where memories sift through passions and promises   it must be the under surface of heaven where shadows and dreams whisper wisdom and pillows hide dreams   and finally we realize that flowers become more beautiful as we age into something new Advertisements

IN FULL VIEW

It’s the river thick with flow a moving mass of air over motion full of whispers shadowed in the past of me near where street cars pound metal and smoke stacks send signals raining soot in alleys and corners where pain and sweat speak of days of youth once thought never to end where prayers … More IN FULL VIEW

RECOVERY

Desolate promises the unexpected highlight of yesterday the inherited creation for the newness of today   it was a narrative without stop a gift of holding onto where whispers become words and night has no fears   the strength of rivers provides no answers while distant moons release abandoned angels into the hearts thirsting for … More RECOVERY

WAITING

Walking the dream on legs without stars   a release drives within like seasons changing from equatorial spinning   pushing us against celestial misgivings of unanswered prayers   where whispers and voices strain through burlap separating the living from storytellers   as miracles wait to be called out from hiding.  

COLD AIR

A cast iron sky stretched over uneven buildings and streets where hats tip low and mannequins resemble the living.   Quiet thoughts trouble the air.  Words twist through the procession of long coats and cigarette smoke while the hard walk of work shoes demands a path.   Shadows in corners whisper.  Curtains hold onto voices, … More COLD AIR