we kiss the solstice hello an embrace of darkness and all that is holy there the fallow garden the dancing sheets the baking bread the beating heart the daffodil bulbs under the winter snow we sit on the beach at the reservoir and watch the…

It’s not two roads. It’s not this or that — But an open field with no set path at all. So much possibility, too much to go wrong. I don’t see the apple orchard up ahead or the elm grove to the right or a…

black and blue black and blue and read all over in the pieces of me popped out in this mess like straw holes in pie crust made to allow hot air to escape so the inside gets softer or something like that told to me…

Many years ago. The farmers. Harvest there crops. In the months of, May and June. While the nons pray. For a clear beautiful day.

  I seldom saw myself The wisdom comes late, and slowly Those days were lonely an unknowing fate, innocence   Little calculation, or even thought A brief sight. Of nature Full of warning and advice occasional, subtle delight.  Blindness   The wonder drops From fear….

Is it a forest fire flickering flames of blue the hottest fire searching for air flames licking skyward, carried up and away on the wind black smoke covering its presence as it stalks the darkness? Or is it water flowing upward from the sea floor…

I never liked the holidays Especially in December They aren’t what they used to be Not the way that I remember. As children we were happy With whatever Santa brought Sometimes we got nothing And that too was something taught. Appreciation dwindled As the years…

winter’s early darkness shouts out let there be light and there it is nine candles flickering, wax dripping radiantly glowing into the night menorah burning bright reminding us that miracles did and do happen          

when blue flames play games weaving through neuropathways brain can trick the soul   the spiritual calls spirituality falls icons prey upon   can you find your way if you allow others to say which god to pray

I just wanna go home. But the park I came to roam: So that I could be alone. .           No electronic prisons or cell-phone. .                                 …