Seagulls hovering Uneven hills encircle Tide pool reflection
the universe opens accepting my homecoming sky races by
Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind
Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
I am a tree beside the water my ancient roots run deep and wide in Mother Earth as one body dies
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
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
My queen for a day My man’s is in drag again Halloween party
once the larvae have hatched how long can they survive without… each day I go forceps in hand to count the dead
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
Clouds on horizon Now and then a shorebird’s cry On buffeting wind
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion