Harvard Street
Within this small space connected to the non-sterile Outside space swathed in greying light, So much energy enters,...
Empty Streets – Part 2
Snow fell yesterday, unnoticed except the sparse puddles and streaks running down windows. Pale white fingers trace circles,...
Empty Streets – Part 1
Moments ago this street was empty. Stale and buzzing yellow lights cast long shadows of vacant park benches...
Searching
Stars travel millions of miles to come here Greeted by curious eyes and machines in heaven Large saucer-shaped...
Mirror
Mirrors line smoky hallways devoid of voices or sounds other than heavy feet. I stand before the city...
What We are Given
She stares out the lessening window. Rain hits hard against her forehead against the glass. Cold seeps into...
Depth
There is depth of oceans, measured in fathoms There is depth of valleys between mountain ranges, measured in...
Close, near
What we truly need and desire, is not beyond the horizon, is not across miles of water, and...
Lost
Words lost into the horizon fading light of day passing to night. Trees hold ground of their fathers...
Grey Winter
What is it about winter that is so beautiful? Why do I shun away spring, the light guiding...