Timelapse is only a frame a minute there’s so much in between a snapshot- one part of a rhythm, a sequence, a story long exposure is the same, but in reverse, (it’s dialectics) one long look at a movement, the details cease to exist

The night in the city Isn’t much different from the day Less people and less cars But the bustling still remains Because it’s at this time Under the stars That they begin their day Looking like any other passer by You can’t tell them apart…

A Self Portrait After Adam Zagajewski – The frame I used is from his poem, and I have put them in italics. Between my cell phone, the kitchen, and my love seat half my day passes. It is well past half a century. I live…

The light at the end of the tunnel Had called out to me, saying, Enter ye at our own risk This place of riches and wisdom This cave of trials and temptations This place of no return And within me I felt a strong conviction…

Every day Normal is made There is never any normal Except the new normal Anything else is nostalgia Caught up in our fears Of change and dreams of a past Perhaps a past that never was A past that only exists Behind rose tinted glass…

Destiny, you and I How you found me, and I, you An eternal love

Have you ever walked at night? Alone or with others does affect this At night walking becomes a limnal space Between normal and strange. Like a school after hours Or leaving a dark theater and it’s still daylight Walking at night can be normal But…

Will you be my friend? Yes Will you tell me all about you? Yes Will you send me a photo? Yes Do you really like me? Yes Will you do something for me? Yes Will you post a picture of you in a swimsuit? Yes…

Just be still, and listen self as a rhyme, For you to be the morning reign, and me be your evening shine… You to be the calmness of the moon, Me, the pace of the wind that is blown… You be the dream s that…

Little Devils Running across the porch With dirt on their hands and faces And soiled clothes for mummies to launder   Little Devils With their innocent questions Eyes that twinkle with laughter And not a care in the world   Little Devils Causing trouble as…