I was a juggler an artist like no other   launching objects in air to fly with my subtle guidance   their trajectory arched to my whim and wiles   grabbing more to balance and amaze my audience   performing tricks to titillate their fancy…

The white walls between the artworks Seen and unseen daily Framing the frames Unremarked. The silence between the music Coughed and whispered over Framing the notes Unnoticed. The pauses between the words Chasmic conversations Framing meaning Unspoken. The stillness between the beats, Pulses echo outwards…

The greetings social media onslaught best wishes, memes ‘speed limit birthday plethora of road sign pics 55 M-P-H vintage ‘Stay alive, drive 55’ ads Amused, bemused not feeling the urgency, amusement that just fifty had provided no black balloons taped to my work desk no…

The blank space invites. I imagine what could be. Artist, creator.

Chalices of legend jeweled, coveted, rare pour their contents slowly into the pungent Earth Water, ageless yet eternal waits for the emboldened traveler Wine, refined by time is fickle in its wisdom Blood, precious but reluctant flows freed from splitting skin   The chalices empty,…

I went to the gallery for a change of pace Tired of mundanity I came to this vestigial place Left over from a time where all who came Came verklempt And all the same they changed within Thanks to a small notion Perhaps the issue…

Fire blazes on the surface of the moon Moonlight flickers with oranges and deep reds  On the wildflowers sprouting around me At incredible speeds The stone surface of my altar Burns with an energy That could heal the sick Or end them An energy created…

Write a poem from the point of view of yourself, ten years ago. I am so excited Life is gonna go my way First week is done already Next week is on its way And I think people really like me And like what I…