Taking it easy now No rushing for me Though I get it done And work better under pressure But what does that really say about me And why does it connect with the conversation that I had with my children Why is there so much…

Floor beneath my feet Tiny feet Vast floors.   I remember floors Beneath my little feet. Desert sands and picnics. Bare floors and kitchen sets. Stairs and tiny rooms. Staring down and groped.   I remember floors Bricked floor And badminton games. Grassy garden And…

Warm glowing crackles from the stone hearth as the circle begins to grow. Murmuring voices gather into lilting laughter and stories of growing old. The davenport is getting seedy from generations of hands and bodies. Oils that have left behind their traces; ghosts of friends…

Home. I left a home I loved, too eager for adventure. I sought the nomadic life, hoping to find life’s secrets. I traveled the globe, crossed oceans, traversed the mountains. Without a place with deep deep roots- I was homeless. A house but no home….

We lay now Where we once stood, Firmly, grounded, The pride of our birthright Draped upon us like a cape, Where we, Earth-bound,  Flightless beings, Desirous of glory, Waved our banners, Over every conquered land of our brethren, As if they were badges of honor, Erecting…

There is no place like home. There is no place I call home. There are places I come from, there are places I’ve been to, there are places I’m going. There is a space I’m using, a place that’s mine for occupancy, but is it…

Its rickety floors feel ten thousand years old, With rotted out door-frames all covered in mould, There’s weeds on the porch growing slowly inside, But I promise there’s no better place you can hide, Inside an old closet where clothes used to hang, You’re holding…