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

(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

crumbling mortar and stone among the trees it stands alone morning glories creep upon the flo… the stair has fallen through the d… the music of summer is in the air

summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse

In the lamplight leaf shadows break on the ragged edges of my heart

liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…

Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes

pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction

once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead

GRAVE POEM: EDITH MUDGET… How is it that I, who kept my hou… And, indeed, my life, and the live… Of my family, in perfect order; I, who made the beds before they w…

SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…

a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls

Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….

I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…