Stories whispered from the lives of others, my own life, or animate objects full of their own truths.
A light we can all run to flickers on and off guiding the way, intermittently each step seen and unseen the way sure the way in shadow and yet forward we go even in darkness even in despair just when we think we are lost it beckons again and so we all stumble onward … Continue reading
I write to parse out my truth to find illusions and dismantle them there is so much love here and time eternal, yet I want it all now and see I must remove my desire and control And rest in the pulpit of my uncertainty and watch what sermon spins from my lips Are they … Continue reading
I missed your mouth today I missed the way it purses and withholds the way you touch your throat like it aches to open up and allow some truth to come out and yet we remain in silence Me trying to find the words, that i can’t even utter to my own reflection let alone … Continue reading
it is not time no, i sit at the edge of a still pond peering through myself into the depths below and i try to bring up with my heart and then my hands the truth but just as I grab it, it slips back below the surface unknowable, unexamined. I want to hold … Continue reading
“Come out, Come Out!” she sings, Temperance and her scales The sad days are far away the time for love is today let down the walls of stone around your heart bleed the moat dry and let the bridge fall open Now, come see what’s been waiting for you all this time outside your … Continue reading
The bees are buzzing telling me spring’s flowers have come alive But you aren’t. We disagreed about white walls…now I concede. It makes everything else the source. so now the teal pot, and there the red bread canister Holds a welling feeling of aliveness, of a certainty of existence. the white wall We traded places … Continue reading
sometimes at dusk the suns gentle light cuts through the tender heart I harbor and the loss of you flutters before me as a gossamer moth… luminous tissue too delicate to last in this world And I was an owl in the day to your truth that bounce in your step a thin veneer and … Continue reading
I visited you once in summer’s press all fabric stuck or sticking my humid mind fog or forgettin’ a puzzle of squirrels and a hidden nut you’d said was but lost the trees spoke in the wind was only one place where green life did not go near the ponds edge and the catwillows … Continue reading
I wanted to teach the world to you so i bought you a globe it was not that old some of the borders had since moved and the names of the places inside those lines had changed too and i wondered if anyone made a globe without lines or names for things which no one … Continue reading
We talked of watching rain fall but we did not know of it nor feel how old it truly is ferried here and there through time it has been on us and in us it has been us These tiny drops, this fierce flow rain is made of me and you. Without we are a … Continue reading
The Calm & The Current 