(2014)
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
seek the council of wild things in… leaves that turn their silver side… before the rain slender reeds that accept and bend they will sew your words abroad
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind
Snowflakes or fireflies Beneath an oval moon Do I wake or dream?
silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union
inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls
Seagulls hovering Uneven hills encircle Tide pool reflection
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
odd to think of the world without… a frozen corpse in the revolving e… molten lava below cold stars above journeying through the long, wide… unknowing
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me
little lies, seeds of thyme shallow-rooted, often sewn cover the largest stone yet a tree springs from a single seed
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
Life has a way of playing the vile… Or, providing an evener, some migh… I, who did not want to go to war, Seeing the senselessness of it, Stayed at home to work the farm -
Now that love has died Only silence remains between Two lonely people
come sit beneath my branches and read to me from dead poets for I am old all texture and symmetry a conspiracy of cocoons