Nature

They’re Not Mannequins

The sky swung on streams of light and dark Reflected in quickly moving smashed glass Sticking into tumbling tree limbs The rumbling of thunder Blowing up hope. There was no escape. The wild winds whipping through cluttered streets Blowing away… Read More ›

The Dinner

Ode To Social Anxiety   Sitting opposite my wife With my napkin On my lap, I gripped my fork and stabbed the duck, Marinated in weird oriental sauces, so I thought, Served with a smashed potato, As I was crushed… Read More ›

Good afternoon. Some wine, Break bread, Listen intently As the afternoon breaks, Out of Morning’s cold clutch, And becomes Luminous, In its own right. Pulling the river and the people Quicker Towards a red silver evening.  

Grandfather’s Clock

I remember Running through streams and stepping over twisty ripples One mossy rock at a time, The thin hands on the grandfather clock Ticked and tocked and stopped momentarily Allowing our laughs and screams of joy Time to spread through… Read More ›

Summer Time

What a beautiful day Nice Hot Sweaty Clean fresh views Of the raspberry bush Purply red prickly swaths Of leaves And fruit And watery streams Running away from springtime