(2008)
the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by
grey rocks flowering in melting fu… first blooms of March after winter… a flock of ducks is muttering in t… the first light of day to brush th… shakes the branches they reply…
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
a cookbook is a strange place to find a recipe for the mind but the notes tell me the lemon tr… blooms year ‘round, never stops; while one branch sweetens the air
In the universe Of winking stars is there one Who also wonders?
I remember the summer of the polio scare we couldn’t go to the cove to swim that whole summer
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
through the sea smoke’s shimmering… where the Passamaquoddy flows the pulsing heartbeat of the strob… in my footsteps, crunching snow through the whirling, wind-blown f…
a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
WINTER SHADOW / Feb 11, 2011 small white stones fall rattling to the ground a shadow keeps pace beside me through the groaning night
surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight
mall tree never felt a breeze sweet swell of spring rain on your leaves new life in your branches
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse