Alchemy in the sun and blue the grass and dew my neighbor’s windchime silent for once while another’s lawn is turning into another coast as the sprinkler dutifully oscillates in morning meditation

My wife said “See anything you can’t live without?” I said “You” A man pushing his cart glanced back and said “That’s a good answer”

Congratulations Its a poem 24 of them actually Its a time for words Phrases Tumble down terror I shall write I shall eat I shall poet I shall bring these little snippets Into the world This cold harsh world I shall pull it out I…

I find myself, watching….the clock….the door…. listening…for a heartbeat…a breath…. but the silence is defening… the memory of life, fades joy, slips from my fingers love flits hunger moans, and in another world you hold loves cold hand.    

(for hour 1—something ending)   So Small   Too fragile Too soon Softness without structure enough With hollow hope With imperfect sigh Too small To inflict such sorrow

With every passing second And racing of the clock I take a quick leak at the back of the house. Into my bed, I jump once again. I’m so tired of counting sheep; And every passing look is caught by abstract images Scaring me into…

There are hundreds of miles between us. Fourteen hours flying. Six hours sleeping, Three hours worrying, two hours waiting in a trammeled transit five steps waiting three minutes running and one more step closer, one more moment closer to the last flight to you and…

I never was Salome I never was Juliet I never was Nora I wore the clothes of Antigone I could be Electra but I was in love with Hamlet I don’t accept Ophelia’s end neither Louisa’s naivety Still In the end I was no body…

Twilight can’t fail her day The clouds shall gather a mood to pay Give me one noon to trail your way I will not go blank with no dime to pay   Your heart is a way of a treasure island A man    becomes…

Noise rises to crescendo Signals far off distant stars formless taking form beyond our reach or words. With each collective exhale machines read the data in our breaths to reveal our external selves our inner dreams our haughty wants our desperate needs and how we…