(2013)
Bar road
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
a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls
Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
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…
SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…
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
Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane
last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight
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
the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by
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…
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me
