I took my kids to the beach to collect sea glass greens and blues from glass tossed into the ocean then tossed about in the ocean before being tossed up by the ocean onto the sand broken, yet beloved edges softened, touchable kissable resurrecting in…

Playing with rhymes and word lists just because it’s hour twelve: Take a picnic to the lake. You can spare the time. Don’t take your money job so seriously. Drive your old Jeep into the woods. Witness the glory and the moods of trees and…

Out of touch for years, Randy never made a class reunion couldn’t be located; only child, his mother dead father presumed so years before Randy never married, had no kids A few of us tried; mail, Christmas cards returned, undeliverable, no forwarding one day a…

Words flow like a river Bursting a damn Finding the beauty In all that i am The wall has been broken No more wasted time My heart comes alive With every penned line

Remember how it Was playing Smash Bros As kids In the basement Eating pizza and drinking Root beer Good to see Not all things change

for a while we lay in peace before the flames of fire nearer death than life farther from faith      

Awaiting inspiration far on the horizon of the sea dark thick heavy clouds promise rain winds lick my face teasing perhaps a flash of brilliance within my mind to put upon this screen  

She looks at me and says, “Everyone, I think, is doing the best they can.” By that she means herself, and me, and everyone suffering and hurting and grasping and struggling and trying hard and usually failing. It was a problem when the rays came,…

My wishes all contain pieces of you. Quiet strolls near sacred sidewalks when I prayed to God for you.  

“Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.” -Kris Kristofferson Preacher’s kid. No freedom at all. Every minute accounted for. Every action observed and judged. You don’t think about it too much when you’re ten and a boy. But somewhere along the way to…