Hour 4 – 9:00 AM   I’ve been a menace in my dreams. I’ve heard the child’s loudest screams. We take a vote one more time. And slide on through to the other side. Unrecognized in this frame of mind. Where we’ve swallowed our demons,…

It’s seems funny, the way the animals sound at a distance, the mountains stand tall, I have read they could be mustard seeds, only if my faith allows…

As boots crunch a trail through the leaves of the beech, And the ferns grow to sun that is just out of reach, The fireflies dance like a lantern alight, While their laughter disperses the silence of night.

The grains of sand Are joined in turn A rock is formed In this. When gathered more The grains of sand A boulder Now exists. When gathered All The grains together Now I can see The mountains in the sand.

At least when my ADD collides with my OCD Things are chaotically happening orderly. I can sing a song of six-pence, but not one of five, uneven numbers, sting in my head like angry bees from a sticky hive. I can also sing really fast,…

Part IV Over the top – flamboyant, is how many artists are caught to fight the front lines, for me, I was standing too close to the edge of the bunker, the dirt gave way and I fell inside, alone and screaming for my comrades…

Believe. Be Love.

Part III When I grew too old to crawl behind the red vinyl couch, and we moved from my beloved Indiana home, to a state where everyone spoke slowly and with a drawl, I restlessly searched a new place to hide; I secured a imaginary…

It had to be fate because somehow in that storm of unpleasant sounds and smells we found each other. We were face to face, eye to eye, assessing each other. I thought No, he looks too much like the dog I grew up with and I…

I am the last one left to remember those trails carved by beer-loaded coolers from car to Lake Michigan shores. Dragging towels, we sashayed across drifting sand dunes until someone called camp. And then you were gone. Your trysts were legendary. No one worried about…