Having grown bored with wisdom, resting by an old fence of fist sized rocks, chalk whiteas baby powder, the young man leans back and shuts his eyes, recognizing the subtle earthiness of not knowinghow a few drops of water spins sugar nests from grain.
human condition
A New Moon Intention
The way soft white wheat burns to death in the sun, orhow dried cherry skins unfurlwhen sucked by the coolmint of spring rain, I wish for youto bloom and let go, a faint whiffof sea air flapping on the clothesline
A Mountain Prayer
I kneel so that I may remember thiswithout words, this mountain withouta wasted breath speaks and I want toremember the way I felt listened to. So I close my eyes and breathe in the aroma I smell peeled apple and peppermint, mossand dried roses, orange blossom water in my throatand I taste the words of […]
Where the River Bends
Our memories were Once possibilities ofGod’s timeless perfectionOur lives predicted by Laws of grace, our dreamsForgotten by the freedomOf moments lost and foundAn everlasting river of momentsRushing to fall apart again andAgain, more than a mother or fatherGod is a friend, the one who holds us
No destination
old photographperson sitting on grasscigarette in hand person, grass, cigarette, smokeall gone to same
The Speed of Light
She is getting in bed when she realises she is outof the half-and-half she takes in her morning coffee.He is still dressed. He tells her he’ll walk to the marketand get some for her. The market is two blocks from their apartment.As he walks, he looks up and sees starsthat have not existed since before […]
Gemini Reflections
Is the kind of manwho feels as if he will be apprehendedby the holy ghost at any moment The kind of man who glimpses at himself20x a day in the mirrorjust to know he is there yet shrinks awaywhile shaving