Pondering on how thoughts are thunk, mayhap they’re up before the dawn, giggling themselves silly as they rummage through a junk chest in the attic of our mind; To an old drawing of the past they are drawn. Those little punks- sliding down the spiral…

and the waters run deeply the price of meat and milk is skyrocketing, partly due to images that still haunt my sleep— the cattle paddling frantically, eyes swollen like bulbous fish, their panic palpable, even through the tv screen. the smoky grey fraser becoming a…

about water? I didn’t learn to float until I was fifty, in a water aerobics class, mostly older women. The young instructor called us his water buffalo and it got back to us. We adopted the name. Couldn’t swim, but that didn’t stop me from…

You are something I am learning to remember, my body pressed up against yours in a stream, water gliding over our bare bodies. In your arms, I am looking up into the canopy of hemlock and white pine, the whinny of the woodpecker nearby. With…

For a variety of reasons, for no good reason, for one very familiar reason, the ever-present-going-on-three-year-reason, I missed the chance to explore tide pools during record low tides (at mid-day, even!). Sea urchins, nudibranchs, starfish, crabs of all sizes, I salute you in abstentia and…

Time finds a nook for respite, so precious, these moments of absolute ease. My soles stomp against gravel, body steady as it brushes opposite the gusts I’ve grown accustomed to flowing with. Now’s time for a straight gaze as all I’ve ran from dashes for…

random conversations : cultural, spiritual, artistic   words stacked one on the other   sounds bubble over   all play,together, in my mind making me analyse and think, making me hit replay.   they sink slowly into the warmth of steam dissolve in the void…

  There’s never enough of you to go around, I stare at you dripping down the stall, Steam rising off a tired, sore body. Drops plop and trickle down the drain. I imagine distant cooler days ahead, In my sweating, stinking summer daze. A sigh…

you are somewhere in the distance the water deep and cold between us your face fades into the waves you drop below the horizon the water carries you away I struggle with the tide how will I save us who will know to pull me…

  I envy you, water lily quietly floating along the shallow shore.   Your pearly white petals open to welcome the day, sunlight bursting forth from your golden heart.   Like hands raised in varada mudra you spread kindness emanating the peace I so desperately…