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Poem – Memories
Bundled, dressed, and prepared for winter and spring, the sun is sharp and clear, the air is charged and crisp. Walking between town homes with grey steel siding and dry cement driveways, our path is thick with snow, ice, overturned grass from machinery and footprints from dogs, people, and other creatures we only see after…
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Poem – City
I walk the midnight valleys of this desolate city mired in the remnants of industry. I walk the tunnel of black light with no beginning or end and the underlying fear this will begin again consumes more of each day. I walk beneath the remains of each day searching through rubble, scraps, picture frames and…
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Poem – Family
The months slip away – winter falls into spring summer slides into winter. September lays at our feet – and we bask in the smoke and mesquite from the bbq. Glasses and bottles raised – a toast to here and now and to Kyle over there. Later afternoon becomes evening and the precious time we…
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Poem – Time
measured paces of swift moving feet across ocean sands. years pacing back and forth what am I waiting for? what passed through here first? in the time of no time what do we measure ourselves and forward progress against? what passes between moments? do music beats sound different? the sea crashes against shipwrecked fishing vessel,…
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Turning 38
I recently turned 38 and life, of course, deviated from the one set in stone paths, the direction at that time I knew was it, I knew was my only way. I am not complaining or disrespecting the station I find myself within. Despite vowing to never remarry, I subconsciously and consciously find myself living…