a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by
SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
little lies, seeds of thyme shallow-rooted, often sewn cover the largest stone yet a tree springs from a single seed
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind
I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…
wild rose bush crushed between the rocks so carelessly placed and yet there a soul looks out at me
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
crickets and brittle leaves empty seed pods scurrying in the heavy scent of autumn
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Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing
a great blue heron watches from a mogul of grass as I scavenge a poem from the marsh Tom Peepety calls
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
my real name was Clarence but they always called me Dummy because they thought I was stupid I lived with my Mom and swept up… for a dollar a day ‘cause