see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
through the sea smoke’s shimmering… where the Passamaquoddy flows the pulsing heartbeat of the strob… in my footsteps, crunching snow through the whirling, wind-blown f…
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
All I wanted to do was ride my mo… And make out at Spooner’s Point. But when Mary Daley got pregnant Her father threatened me with the… So I married her and went to work
Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…
the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me
Clouds on horizon Now and then a shorebird’s cry On buffeting wind
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane
SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
