window dressing

damp clings to them grass clippings, today’s ode to Sunday it is a perfect dream no need for shades or Continue reading →

june’s tune

blues in june (make that gray blue a touch of cornflower or robin egg) it beats the sun’s vibratory anxiety Continue reading →

seed dream

incense lit outside a heart-soul clearing half obscured vapor the other She glows full symptoms arise singularity when did age Continue reading →

shame on me

drinking milk thistle tea laptop lapping E M F be damned salt lamp (a gift) lit tea light and sigh Continue reading →

wayfaring stranger

when sky fails to paint a horizon and the waters remains muddy find shelter under these strings a haunting melody Continue reading →

in the key of Keys

uncomfortable skin pulled too tight against these imperfect bones rising sharply pushing against fabric this industrial society shaped this ideology Continue reading →

shedding A light

  reading “red code” a blurb in an overdone “New Yorker” i’m struck – it’s an epiphany that has encroached Continue reading →

Wench

Respect for that “Wench With A Wrench” damn judgmental mirror, too often reflective of our own hatred,  rooting deep as Continue reading →