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…
Clouds on horizon Now and then a shorebird’s cry On buffeting wind
the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me
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…
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
In the universe Of winking stars is there one Who also wonders?
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union
Me: I love to drive He: it’s too damn dangerous safer to fly, statistics prove it
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind
looking at the world through drops of counterfeit lace on the window pane
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 taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch