It’s time for our family get-away not a cottage but a  week up in Boyne. A resort here in upper Michigan far away from the chaos and noise.   Pack the car with food, masks, and goodies and a bottle of iced coffee for me….

Fog envelopes all. Mind, desolate as the Somme. Bare, save for white cross  

She may stab you with her sass. She may pierce through your heart With her thoughts and mind. One gaze and she can ornament Your soul with words that glitter; One word and she will slay Those words with her gaze! She has learnt how…

Fading dragging eyes shuttering body searching for pillow,couch, but all that’s within reach is pen, notebook and the computer screen So pushing through words on the page, on the screen, moths to the light raindrops to the window wind growling On we go word by…

2020 Hour #9 Inertia Haiku   Fear infects my hand Weakness strangles these small words Erasing this page.

Lethargic and drunk, the strange old man with bottle in hand, meandered across the field. Staring ahead as best he could, held onto his hat With vision zooming this way and that. There stood a cottage at the edge of the treeline, “Shelter from this…

Watching from our cottage of angst, and sipping from a bottle of beer, we discover the treeline is changing with the rising of the earth’s heat right before our eyes that even the denier’s cannot mask over. What to root for? Our dawdling, a kind…

Firefly’s scared me when I was a kid Unless they were in a bottle I could mask my fear then, but barely Blood flowed like that second bowl, still My heart a zooming pace car I would suddenly feel lethargic And my legs trembled like…

Lava is Boiling in my spirit under my skin I am hot to the touch Fissures burst from me sporadically Steam rising off of me at all times I do not know when I will erupt One more wrong word One last questioning of my…

sweltering summer heat we sink into midday lethargy that strange sensation wanting to move yet completely unable puddling into a fleshy porridge mask our efforts under the paltry breeze of folded newspapers fanning fanning fanning until the first firefly rises promising a show for our…