i, surrender
not to a thought but for how it often takes root. not any idle wish but the impulse to make one at...
a thought, in passing
as i strove with animal intent keen on releasing my kundalini energy into the night once again, shot through a void darker...
which, if left to chance?
maybe love is a bit like what quantum physics states about entanglement and the connective thread which seems to run through us...
a landscape
three blackbirds as fat as cats perch like statues atop three old fence posts lined up in a row which lean awkwardly...
farewell mr. tin man
when you get right down to it a word is just a word and she piled them up so beautifully stacked between...
a vacancy
his side of the closet is vacant now, save for a handful of white wire hangers left behind too fragile and bent...
breathless
the soul of a flute is found in notes that float on a tempered breath while the soul of a guitar consists...
cherry blossoms
I. beneath a cherry tree soft with early buds you gave your love to me. II. you cannot hurry spring — cherry...