The sky darkens, thunder claps, Eyes glares, words are sharp; There is tension in the air.   Gasping for breath in the ocean seems comfortable, Lying in a pool of blood in the highway seems secure, Struggling dangling from the ceiling seems enjoyable, Choking with…

1. At work one evening a white shape beneath green foliage caught my eye across the street at the edge of the golf course I crossed over to investigate I pushed aside greenery to find a pile of quicklime with a deer skull sticking out…

Hour 10 – Love (Haiku)   No matter your race, religion, culture or sex, love should always win   Two hearts together, neither one will be perfect, as one, love prevails   This world is cruel loving with our hearts will help heal, meaning Loves…

It is now hour ten and I do not have more words Try as I might the well has run dry and my brain is no longer crafting phrases I have searched my mind Even in the deep recesses Still I am forced to stare…

1.145 trillion megabytes uploaded per day. Three million emails sent every second. Pressure building, words failing, substance degrading, soul-bearing, desperate diversions, drowning in centuries of plastic. It’s eating us.

parting only to meet again the leaves, the tress the sky, the sun the moon, the stars your favorite coffee the rain drops sliding down the window glass is but sweat beaded on your back all this and more will remind me of you and…

The arrogant mouse; armored in battle uniform, nudges the bull with its pointy nose off of its trail as it races towards the lions, spear in hand, evoking fear from the elephant who starts to run in the opposite direction from the lion’s pride that…

Out of the womb of the earth, He trickled out, once a glorious serpent; a terror to his enemies His skin, now sallow, limp, barely covering his existence Dragged himself painfully, a dull thudding on the ground A curious monkey up a tree, chanced upon…

I’ve always enjoyed rainstorms The downpours, the thunder, the lightning The drumming of drops on the roof The flash of lightning … Waiting for the thunder to crack overhead Summer rains in the Arizona desert Was like standing under the water of a tepid shower…

Get a grip, don’t resist, read my lips* lose yourself, swing those hips   We’ll go gently, brightly away give us just a little privacy friends think it’s crazy.   Getting closer, a little at stake off the shoreline, on the lake   I read…