I am debating with the reddening sky the nature of the ideal horizon. Perhaps, the still whiteness of the northern most mountains refracting the first light of a newborn day and sending it scattering dancing over icy lakes or possibly, … Continue reading
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Certain times of day are ideal for dusting depending on the location of the windows within a room the way the sun exposes any crumb let this stellar confessor guide the cloth and always begin from the highest point leave … Continue reading
After you have scrubbed and gowned in that chilly-green cotton as I fall into the dreamless land that lies beneath this icy-white drift before you reach for the scalded scalpel take a moment to see me where I fit in … Continue reading
Bob Sill had a Bravo! bass voice rumbling, rich with thunder tender as warm rain quenching the thirsty church and theater halls but he loved to farm the land. He’d drive his tractor digging into the hard soil singing the … Continue reading
HUP 2 3 4 The peep-peep-peep from the hallway is not a fluffy chick, under incubator, but some measure of infusion or rhythm holding the line between earth and heaven’s reward (so, is … Continue reading
From the moment I was born you were preparing me for this. Standing me up letting go of my arms as I bobbed on waves of air walking into the world Encouraging me as I bobbed back to you … Continue reading
This year, this year, this year is finally done My mother’s ashes washed beneath the waves And priceless friends have seen their setting sun My tears, with other’s, salt upon the graves Today the … Continue reading
Raking Leaves By Moonlight There must be a confident moon, or the leaves won’t begin to glow. A clear night, or the last fire in their veins will remain diminished. The scattered stars that shine past the moon will begin … Continue reading
The tide pools at Otter Rock and the seagulls get busy. Tiny creatures are on the move. Fish make use of sandy camouflage, caught among a salty seaweed salad. cabbage-red twists rubbery spotted braids of … Continue reading
somewhere in this moist greyness black gathers ripe red clipping clapping flapping – flipping black calls out barking bickering flickering flame red about black flashes forward to snatch at scratch at crushed crumbs clicking coal hard beaks as black streaks … Continue reading