And I have been to Asia The Arthartica The Australia The Americas The Africa The Europe and the Oceania All on the misty wings Of my dreams

T          h        e       r       e  is              no               way.   I       can     get    back   there.    I     …

The sad ladder I climb, quietly visible on glinting walls, a vast canvased possibility, the unstained imagination. How alluring the mystery before words, the images birthed in the fires of my soul. How to paint them with the smudges of calloused fingers. To bring color…

“Lately I’ve been finding a lot of inspiration in the work of others. Often when I read a poem, there will be a line (or 5) that sounds spectacular and presents a really interesting idea, but then doesn’t explore it.”   When they talk about…

Look at you! You’ve achieved so much. Perhaps not what I thought you would, yet, in some ways more.   How the years have flown, ten years more like ten days dissipating like the morning mist. As if Father Time is manually spinning the hands…

Hour Two Of two minds and two shades. One of lightness the other dark. Of open fields and black caves. A positive, A negative, And somewhere in between. As the sunlight shines my spirit glows, A sprinkle here a sprinkle there as she goes. When…

Hour 2 Mammals   Mammals think too much of hair. Take it off here, put it on there. Too much time we spend on shaving, waxing, braiding, cutting, waving.   Hair and gender norms are crazy. Girls who don’t remove it, lazy. Men wear ball…

Life has been full in my fortunate, charmed life. Some hard spots, of course. Balanced, or maybe over-compensated by the favors. A decade ago, unemployed and a bit old to expect another offer. I learned about an opening that would not pay well, but would…

The white walls between the artworks Seen and unseen daily Framing the frames Unremarked. The silence between the music Coughed and whispered over Framing the notes Unnoticed. The pauses between the words Chasmic conversations Framing meaning Unspoken. The stillness between the beats, Pulses echo outwards…

Transtemporal Travel under pressure the hard ebony lump of coal transforms into a reflective diamond constant rubbing irritant of gritty sand rolls into the oyster’s pearl submerged beneath clearwater in the ceramic cask bright but bitter dandelion heads crumble into sweet elixer Am I another…