“She is so bright and glorious that you cannot look at her face or her garments for the splendor with which she shines. For she is terrible with the terror of the avenging lightening, and gentle with the goodness of the bright sun; and both her terror and her gentleness are incomprehensible to humans .... Continue Reading →
Autumn’s full of flair, Shaking out her crimson hair, Fancy, she sipped tumblers filled With sunlight that in summer spilled, And now she beams while letting go Ablaze before the fall.
The woodpecker way, Needle nosing to uncover what’s hidden, Not for the sake of idle nosy-ness But to get through layers Where necessary nourishment lives, One feeding the other, In the movement a transference Of information, Though let’s call them spores or a fungal frolic Dancing to a drilling drum beat The woodpecker way.
Under the boughs Turtle clouds come and go Dissolving into blue skies Angel ladies dance behind the ridges. Two boys toss a coin Give each other four minutes a piece Rolling down a small green knoll Scooting over trolls. A minute rolls by, Time kept safely in the hands of boys Who determine minutes by... Continue Reading →
It didn’t rain last night or the night before, someone dipped the sky into a tub of indigo it sparkled white where the dye resisted -or maybe those were stars dissolving into the firmaments fabric- It didn’t rain this morning, the sun glowered and the gladiolas withered under his hot gaze, weeping just a... Continue Reading →
I met a girl Clothed in emerald green A red scarf sparkling around her shoulders She flashed by careening, One second cartwheeling and humming, Another second her nose in a book, She came hovering over, All the while her fingers moved Plying a needle and thread Through roses. She looked at me, Chocolate eyes flashing... Continue Reading →