L S D Once in 1973 sipping not gulping my tea I felt my death sure as if my heart stopped Yet I could see across acres of flowers below as I floated touching butterflies and kissing bees No fear as I feared nothing and…

A Haiku based on the first photograph, the bouquet   On opening night Presented to my Diva My admiration

I planted flowers seeds, and most of them didn’t grow never broke through the dirt, though I willed them so I gave them water and even a dose of Miracle Gro   I picked the best places all around my yard Broke up the ground,…

There it stands, against the wall Dark brown and piled high with All things NOT writing I stare at it, against the wall Neglected, it has been Covered with papers, books and magazines Literary journals lie, piled up beneath it I stare at my creation…

Apples, Berries, Roses, herbs bound with string and ribbon, hide the hint of decay. Satin, Velvet, Cotton, oak tucked in and around a box made to take love away. Sobbing, Whispers, Tip-toe, grief made all pretty for those forced to deal with the day. Ritual,…

These past few weeks have had me thinking I hadn’t done anything right. Friends, partners and associates, alike had me questioning if the path I was on, was the right flight. I, who had love for everyone, couldn’t understand- This abandonment that came from no…

36 CORN ROAD PART 2 – AUNT IMOGENE   She was never just sitting there, waiting for us She knew we were coming But that couldn’t keep her from The work at hand Chores to her, but her legacy to others   Who would be…

Grief is a python It is shaped into creation In your brain It slithers down The spinal cord Into the Veins in your body Until it reaches your heart Where it curls around Squeezing your chambers Until you are emptied Of the life you knew.

Silky jazz or a jangle banjo’s licks. Kick off your shoes, roll down your stocking tops. Weave through the smoke with whiskey on your lips. Come to me, here, deep in my dream, let’s dance. I often think I know all of your tricks, how…

I hated the sea, its vastness, and uncertainty. Thrown on a boat, tethered to the helm. Murky brown waters fade to clear blue as the sun beats down on me, all around me. Blinding heat chokes me as salt permeates my skull. I yearn for…