(2012)
First full day of spring
#Haiku
Me: I love to drive He: it’s too damn dangerous safer to fly, statistics prove it
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
Suppose you was 18 years old And never had a single thing In all your life to call yours alo… Except your body and your face? And suppose you went to work
Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39
the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks
Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?
Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
it was always said that of all the people on the Island I loved life the best I who had the least but I had all I needed
we don’t know who he said he was we came from curiosity and stayed for the inhumanity
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls
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
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…