my real name was Clarence but they always called me Dummy because they thought I was stupid I lived with my Mom and swept up… for a dollar a day ‘cause
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?
little lies, seeds of thyme shallow-rooted, often sewn cover the largest stone yet a tree springs from a single seed
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks
The taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch
Now that love has died Only silence remains between Two lonely people
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
A man sits reading under a “SIZ… He does not look sizzling hot He looks quite ordinary in fact Perhaps feeling me watching him… (Not noticing the sign because it…
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind
sunlight through the clouds in a ring of bright water loons fish two by two
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
I saw their faces as clearly as if… on their stones beneath their name… heard their voices in the trees whose roots go deep into their dus… and into the dust of this Island
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
