Over the lake, in this beautiful Spring, The sun's gentle rays doth glistening gleam, Upon pale water, reflections they bring, Life to the nature that doth therein teem. By the calm lakeside, where the waters rest, The flowers bloom in colors bright and fair, Their petals, soft like feathers on a nest, Their scent, a... Continue Reading →

The uncertain morning sweeps through the sea’s loneliness as briny metaphors bleed into the dull drumming of fish riding waves of sea-beams. At the height of my lofty thoughts I saw a gleam in my unreasonable acts. For the sake of sanity, I extinguished the gleam and the lofty thoughts burned in the gray ashes... Continue Reading →

If only I was like these branches, yesterday, pathetic and bare, today with sap running, and buds popping. If the wind would pick me up, the fragrances indulge my nostrils, and my voice, like my eagerness, come out in a rush. I sit beneath an oak tree in transformation, telling myself to do something, anything,... Continue Reading →

As my favorite aunt is put to rest my mother lay in oblivion in some east coast hospital after multiple tumbles from her aged horse’s back, and all the while, I meditate on death. Tonight, I think of how death teaches us the gift of how to live— crocheted family mortalities cupped by answers to... Continue Reading →

Your laugh could knock civilization out but you are too modest. I spent time at the cafeteria alone at school. Red trays quivered. On film sets I can’t look up. How tight is the lighting rig? When I apply that logic to our place in the universe– it’s too cold a stone to live alone.... Continue Reading →

You ask me how I am, how I feel, what I’ve been doing, if it is me that I write about. Is it honest what I’m saying. Well, what is honest and how would I know. There are many sides to honesty. It’s impressionable. My impressions, yours, someone else's all joined up by me. Redesigned... Continue Reading →

This man with the salt and pepper mustache, the soft grey folds of hair, my father...failing, failing to respond to the comforting phrases. The same words uttered routinely: Relax, relax they say, but the bed sheets are knotted, his arms tied keeping tubes in place. And he struggles, he remains in bed, tied to the... Continue Reading →

The dreams flew shrouded in gray, The mist settled like a quilt of smoke, A magic veil that obscured the way as the river whispered secrets as it spoke. A mirror reflecting the unknown, Like a cloak of mystery hiding the truth, The fog disguises what it has shown; the sad memories of my wild... Continue Reading →

Night is only night - the years will tell us that. Dark, in all its many shades, is more a constant presence than an overlooking threat, the pointer to that subtle light ahead that focuses our thoughts, diffuses dreams, and frames our current truths. And so, and so I look, and I construct and deconstruct,... Continue Reading →

I’m strolling about the city deeper now at a calm… inside the handsome sunglass setting swung roses like a blind planetarium kindness now you will obtain numb syntax expressive to wit perhaps a breath pencil it in death was thrown last evenin' frosted by a smile with burden creating the end/ putrid breath from across... Continue Reading →