(2009)
Dirty hands clasped in prayer, Dusty fingers raised to the sky, Pleading for the same blessing. It had been weeks since the last r… leaves folded upright keeping thei…
Little puts a smile in my heart mo… it’s one that I have woken early t… on my early every-day drive to wor… of time. I look in the mirror and wonder at…
As the party lights dim, as the we… green of summer is forgotten in th… it’s here, it’s time for farewells… Autumn is the year’s last party.… of the party goers. They slip out…
Rain has been falling for two days now, The dry soil finally quenched after the long, hot dry. Ditches, ponds and guts
As i walked across a field today in the afternoon winter-light I saw a fox, red fur afire, staring back at me. As I walked across a field today
Change is a-coming, And it’s a-stayin’ Change is a-coming, Goodbye.
Walking alone on streets I was fa… felt that I was lost. If it weren… A-spin, I looked for my map And saw that I was lost.
A green, glass bottle Carried a message Across the sea, Carried a message Across time.
He has tiny fingers, tiny toes, tiny ears, and a tiny nose.
The sunrise sun backlit the now br… it passed through them to light a… of fog strewn across the road. I shuffled through those pages ear… would have done so without me.
I held the rose So long ago, Held it tight, too well, And still, the thorn lives Deep 'neath the skin,
From the sky They come– The geese fall to open-armed earth.
Thirty miles to the west, sleet an… thirty sleeps the bay, temperer of… While snow and ice chill the west,… up to our chins. Here by the ocean… Instead of the sound of waves grow…
I wish I had the words to describ… the quiet of a sunrise, the softness of rain on my arms, the fascination of a child with he… the liquid silver of morning dew o…
Listen when the butterfly Settles onto your hand, Feel the footsteps. Marvel in the paper-thin Jewel that has flown to you.