(2014)
grey rocks flowering in melting fu… first blooms of March after winter… a flock of ducks is muttering in t… the first light of day to brush th… shakes the branches they reply…
Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes
silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me
I am a tree beside the water my ancient roots run deep and wide in Mother Earth as one body dies
surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
(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
last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight
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
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
mall tree never felt a breeze sweet swell of spring rain on your leaves new life in your branches
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
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…
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
