Clothed— I keep my guard out-placed. tee shirt, denim, Converse laced. Keeping out the weather.   Naked — I let down my guard. Edened placed— movie starred. Letting in the weather. —We both love the weather.    

Today, a physicist’s eyes lit up with glee, as he said, We don’t know what dark matter is, but dark matter is responsible for all of  us, and all of this, being here. Forty years ago I watched a guru glow with joy as he…

Sevenling- Formations     Formations begin, evolving then gone Colors changing as quickly As the winds.   Images differ from eye to eye A dog with a ball, dancers A feather floating by.   A picture show for all to see, yet never duplicated.  

Youth is when your skin is soft, your drive hard and your mind, somewhere in between It is luscious afternoons of mingling body heat, the expanse of new experiences, and bonfires at the beach until the break of dawn … then you wake to find…

There is a place on your chest Carved in your breastbone Where my head fits perfectly as if we were meant to click like when we first met and I stumbled over my shoelaces and into your arms when my soul said to yours “Where…

Ah, young love is an amazing thing! His name was Dennis and he was so smart. He said I was his queen and he was my king. I didn’t know what I was feeling but he had won my heart.   This year, our town…

He is a good musician, a great cook, and a passionate traveler. She is a bad speaker, a highly unromantic partner, and hate thrillers. He is loving her for the past seven years.

I only felt like you belonged to me when that girl caressed you while calling me “sir.” Regardless, you really are quite lovely. I’m sorry that I cannot appreciate you the way others do, cannot make peace with the way you bounce when I run,…

Floating on the pond are the dabbling mallards and woods ducks with the diving golden-eyes The birds are always alert for children, parents and grandparents with bread crumbs The devolution of the animal world

I’d rake my words across her skin spit gum in her hair and forgive myself because she did the same and worse to me when you’re a child, logic is the enemy of pleasure and age changes only the word from “just” to “cruel” this…