The American Visionary Art Museum (AVAM)

A haven on earth for way-less wanderers You steady my unsure steps, ascending the sparkling spiral staircase. Mirrored mosaic wings of the falling angel catch my eye; make me smile We exchange knowing glances You see in me what I don’t see in myself Meandering…

“Cell 17”

When the keys are turned, And all is silent, Alone in darkness, Solitary confinement, Is an absolute solitude.

They never spoke

Sometimes words remain silent Actions are loud Mouth remains shut Eyes still shout Many times we talk But don’t say much Hold each others hands And touch says us If relations are made and bonds we live Then journey of the unspoken becomes a bliss…

Fatigue

My body, sadly enough, is not what it used to be. I can feel more and more the every snap, crackle and pop when I wake. Fingertips know the drill , but they too pay no allegiance to any corporeal host. I can feel the…

Poetry Marathon poem #15

I shall run head- long into blazing fire for you, always. Holding my bucket of water dreams and hose eternal. Wildfire nightmares, beware.

Good Morning Chicago

Good Morning Chicago The sun rises And lights Lake Michigan The Ferris Wheel Rolls out of bed The Skyline exhales Looking down on The Bean Glimmering The Mag Mile Stretches Herself out Block after block Buckingham spits The Picasso blinks His eye Just so I…

“No. 16: Esplanade”

About the Esplanade, The country’s premier arts centre, Opinions are divided. For seen from above, It does resemble a giant housefly at rest, With huge eyes open.   Curiously though, At ground level, With steel slats all over the glass roof, A seeming afterthought, Against…

Elder Cat

Your little head snuggles into my arm, One last time, And I can’t help but smile, Even though I know This gasp of breath Coming from your tiny lungs Is your final cry. And then I really am alone.

My Transformative Journey Poem 23

This morning I was someone else A long days journey into  self Words pulled from forgotten places Reading posts from new familiar faces   Walking a prompt, rewiring an avenue Pulling hats off of rabbits, changing my venue   An endless journey finally drawing to end…