The Way We Walk

Once, walking through the forest where the Bayan Tree Plaza stands today,I stepped on a branch with a thorn so … More

Pathetic Prophetic

At that insightful moment in this wall-building exercise,I flashed upon those muscles allowing me to pick upthe next stone, that … More

Walking That Way

Sadness sets in counting the steps, not looking up, not looking forward. Making your way there watching your feet move, … More

The End of Innocence

Here’s my rough draft for today, Sunday 01.16.22 The End of the Innocence Imagine the biggest chocolate bar you could … More

Playing Old

When it’s time for me to pretend I’ve grown old,I’ve decided the most important thingI’ll need to be able to … More

Never Fear

I’m at the age where nostalgia’s candleburns bright.The yearning for something from the pastcan beunbearable at times,the bursting chest and … More

Today

When your legs moved like wheels,the pounding exhilarating,arms pumping, well-oiled pistons,remember the more and more of a young blood rush. Such … More

Spin

I will enter the vault in search of the song I believe I have spun here on old vinyl.Memory could … More

A Ghosting Story

       Her veined hand shakes as she grips the wooden bannister.  The faint knocking at the door has awakened her again, … More

Singular

Anytime you have the chance to see a blue blossom, be thankful for it, maybe bless it. We know blue … More

Plumbing

I replaced a faucet set on one of my sinks, the old one having ceased to function. I don’t know … More

Our Entangling

into the forest into the heart heart of darkness heart where love sparks sparks light passion sparks grow fires fires … More

Happy Birthday

What it is important to forget all about is this wish, in what would be your classic bated moment, about … More

Would Ever Seen

I feel you off-hand in my pocket just now,jingle your magic among the loose change,finger the coin of your clever … More

To Be at Sea

I’d like to finish round and glossy with some good I’ve done.Is any excuse good enough in the end for … More

Well?

The well of regret runs deep, clear, cold, hot, then high. I’m a rock tossed into this endless pit, traveling … More

The Cleaner

Everything appeared tidy, organized,each item in its proper place,but when I took a closer look ata lamp, a painting, or … More

To paint the devil on the wall

Don’t ask, Will I always be me or will I change? Will I realize when I do not recognize myself … More

Rise

Every morning a variety of birds chirp and sing me awake. And I am pleased and thankful at this late … More

What’s Black and White

Every morning my father brings in the newspaper, pours himself a cup coffee, then sits at the dining room table … More