The mines were treacherous places, Everyday a worker or two would loose their lives And they were carried away never seen again Stained air and polluted gases clouded the atmosphere The workers were assigned to different tasks Sut and cement were dug up from the…

  On powdered wings we glide towards sticky sweetness a nice surpirse. Who leaves this treat? This trickery display? Luring midnight butterflies a moths flame away. Out of our element, a risk of feast To feed on daylight and forrbidden sweets. Our ritual is of…

The rain hangs like a thin curtain in the air As i savor the citrus aftertaste of butterflies from another life Listless. Heap. Of. Lifelessness. Broken bodies of mass energy in the universe scattered Above. My. Mind. Leaving a sweet bouquet of Freshly.picked.flowers.

I have taken an offering Meant for others And broken a chain of understanding And rendered intent directionless, untethered And made of it something more beautiful than could have been achieved by following the rules.

starry starry night When all the world is asleep But me…   Total silence.   ~until~   The rustleThe bustleThe hustle The beautiful sound… Of the water …Falling behind me…   Not from the mountain, ~Pristine in my mind…   ~but from the ceiling!  …

Bowled over by the truth Decimated by the lie The burden once thought able to bear Has knocked me down – left me to die I now lie in agony Weighed down by your sin Your love was always shallow Yet I believed I could…

Almost Clean   The old farmhouse windows painted shut Wavy glass with four panes held together By hardwood strips shedding white flakes   Air inside in measured climate No breezes visit bringing a clean draft Bugs enter through unnoticed cracks   It is the floor…

Neighborhood wallpapered light poles bus stop shelters shop doors ‘Lost cat’ every week, every day new signs, different cats Neighborhood social media exacerbates frenzy hysterical ‘owners’ angsty postings, pleadings ‘Lost cat’ every week, every day new signs, different cats The cats all come home lost,…

It’s a starry night and I am lonely as a ship in the middle of the ocean or as a mountain deprived of company.   I need a gentle touch and a word or two. Who feels the same and wants to join me so…

Chirp the ref’s whistle sounds Five green girls face off  against five grey boys Sweat runs down red faces  “Ugh,” kick, thwap Ball hurtles down the court ”Go green!” The goalie stretches and leaps THUD The crowd erupts