Stream of Consciousness

Looking at the long wooden boardwalk threading through a wooded wetlands takes me back to the fjords of Gros Morne. Newfoundland, with its sparse inhabitants, confounded us with its odd houses without stairs to a front door high above the ground. In Twenty-Nine Palms, we…

5 pm

shimmering sunlight casts shadows between green leaves. butterflies darting among mauve clusters; vernal season emerging from grey wintertide.

Summer

Summer is nice but really hot, Whatever you drink does not hit the spot. The temperature rises but the body does not want to move from the cool air that it taunts. From a window it looks so refreshing and then the door opens and…

Hour 9: Wind-Up Doll

I feel the cold brass the key as it stabs me in the back it chills me to the core it sends shivers up my spine as it winds the tension builds it builds it builds Let me go! it builds I feel the cold…

Slice of Breath

we each slice out a corner plot of this planet to call our own, to own the air we breathe, try to create space where we feel safe, nurtured, secure some among us will venture further and further with each breath see the expanse that…

Where have I been

So you want to know where I’ve been ? I been chasin. I been gamin. I been playin. I been waitin. I been here I been there I been absolutely nowhere… I been hi and lo lookin for someone. Been to hell and back Been…

Hour 9

“A little slice of paradise in the city” That’s what the billboard read. Hard to believe In a chain-linked putrid trash heap of a city, paradise was even a concept. Riveted high rises reaching for a portal to fresh air. People with magnets for feet…

Lover of sleep Lay in her bed As the owl hooted A cricket chirped As the stars twinkled And the moon smiled A face in her mind A conversation to remember A single glance offered A smaile that broke And then only one feeling Left…

#9 I Remember Liard

Steam rising As I walk along the boardwalk Magic in the mist A moose slowly turns While munching her dinner In the warm spring waters What is this place Full of other worldly forms Together to take the waters

12 pm

he looks at me with eyes filled with hope.  can I be all that he needs?