mecum omnes plangite :…..they say the mountains are filled with crystals,and good fortune.Turn off the gas now, the jester weeps;it is the hour the long-haired croupier(O Fortuna! Sors immanis!)in skirt and stilettoes, stepson shards from shattered hearts. that which the eagles at night had dropped…

Can you become Like a mirror Reflecting that which is?   Can you delve Into every crevice Of your being To finally meet And come to know Who you truly are?   Can you explore Your fear And tremble Through it Rather than Trying to…

You never said goodbye. You just disappeared Leaving me to wait And wish And hope   You erased yourself from my life. There’s an emptiness in your place I don’t wait anymore Or wish Or hope   I just miss you.

pizza place for dinner but I had a calzone shared with my daughter had to get out of the house just down the road not even a mile away half of that

Part XI We all know, not all dreams are pleasant, and as my body gives in to the wares of war, I drift into a dream far away; past days of my mother’s brutality, into the realm of falling in love and entering into marriage….

being a writer is like living in a glass house you learn to tolerate the stones.

Karma and Eve pretty as they can be The two like sister Kissing Loving Holding Dancing Karma & Eve

When you come to KNOW, There are no words, No language Other than silence.   It is the nothingness, The vastness, The infinite space In between everything.   The Akasha The joins together Earth and Air, Fire and Water.   It is the KEY To…

It has no wings Still flies Who could catch time Which passes by…

Feet before mine wore smooth the towering stairs. Soles–naked, tethered, aching–dimpled the rock into waves of gray. Thousands of fingers etched trails along frontier edges, notched secure nooks. Now, I climb slowly, careful not to look left or right, afraid I might stumble on the…