(2000)
#ColdDay #LazySpiritWinter
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
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls
a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
Me: I love to drive He: it’s too damn dangerous safer to fly, statistics prove it
the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by
Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…
a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind