Open Questions

Your savaging self asksWill I no longer be me? Wilding awayWill I realizeWhen I don’t recognize myself? Slipping from the … More

Dream Burial

When I understood he understoodI answered him with OkayThe blank expression on my faceDisguising my anguishAt his answer of OkayA … More

The Moon Setting

It was always like, Hey, brahThe f-ing moon’s setting on usWe gotta get outta this placeBecause our folksAre gonna freak … More

No Such Thing as Even Days 

Every slice of frozen timeHeld up to the examining lightHold your place in itWith a wrinkling index fingerAnd crooked bonedWhile … More

Toward a Better End

He rarely restedHardly treadedSwam forwardPushing throughA thickening waterWearing out his arms and legsWeaving through uneven lanesCurve and swerveInching aheadTo touch … More

All Is But Toys

Last Monday I did what I always doSettled now into my retirement routineI woke up, for which I’m thankful every … More

Finding Home

He’d buried happy moments of the past back to the beginning, and then, very near the end, he followed the … More

Autumn Colors

Leaves turn their truest colors in the fallNo longer overwhelmed by chlorophyllThose cloudier months promoting natural huesThe greens all giving … More

A Precious Few

The movie shows, unwindingThis life, the action, no matter how timeMay seem unsynced some, it’s always linear,The actor a prisoner … More

An Old Story

The Ring doorbell, with its announcement that “someone is at the door,” always sets Doris off.  She’s a good watchdog.  I’m very … More

Musing

And as she agedShe whisperedSoft and always softerMy hand on hersHer fingers worn and weakened armsBreath fading fainterHow she played … More

The journey

to the final falls at the river’s headbecomes more treacherousthe closer I come to getting there,the more slippery the terrain,boulders … More

The Accident of Age

We haunt yesterday’s bonfiresCozy after days of swimmingAnd miles of nature walksLearned every plant and treeWe’d seen for a million … More

The Time of Hearts

It all changes slowly, the way we’re perceivedAs we do become more than we first meant I hear now before I … More

Coming

The kind of laughterWe laughedWhen we were 21Drunk at 2:00 a.m.The loud kindOf who cares at that ageConfident and easyBouncing … More

The Toll of Travel

Near the trip end, a so long vacation of viewingtossed pasts like old glass broken to the bottomin blunted glitter … More

Last Night

Scan the sky to grasp more stars tonightFit them in your pocket for a coming shower of lightAlways wish for … More

On Achieving Negative Space

When I eat now, I’ll leavehalf a sandwich or an applepartially consumed, bothbearing accusatory bite marks,the back half of my … More

Remarkable

Her hand grips mine for the first timeand the dream becomes real. I bet she says, I’m the one you’ll … More

The Apple Doesn’t Fall

Few apple trees will fruit this latein fall, but I do see a fewin the far misting distance,the children I’ve … More