. With a single breath, millions of seedlings are loosed into the roaming air. Each one carries its quiet design, its tiny, perilous hope. Wind, sun, rain will choose their futures; most will settle, root, and soon become creators in their own right. Such is the labour of life, obvious to the world; and the […]
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The Cost.
The cost of making it this far I can only help you understand. I’ve paid the price of a childhood tossed into wasteland, where monsters real and imagined stalked my footsteps and thrashed me into silence. Where I was spat at as I moved to kiss, forced to swallow phlegm instead of tasting bliss. Going […]
Fest to pub
Festival rich summers. Blasting saxy notes over ponchoed rainbow hunters. Deep into mellowed evenings, My tunes melting into those tiny wafting breezelings And the people smiling Some standing still, some laying Some swaying in dance. against the green hills. From my stage they all are wearing love and grins Heady with music and the aroma […]
Those Skimming Stones.
Honeyed heart, recall all those moon high nights, the starry vista as we lay on the damp aromad grass of our youngness whileBob Dylan and Leonard Cohen accompanied our fantasies. I never fulfilled your Mr Darcy dreams tho I did pick flowers for you.I suspect You had greater thoughtsthan daisies and buttercups,but our initials will […]
I Love the Merry-go-Round
I love me now.Now that I know that the merry-go-round of emotional traumas and suffering I have experienced were omens and were inevitable if I continued to be at war with my own truth.Authenticity was hard to find. I love me now.Now that I know that to convince the world of anything means I must […]
Digging for “Yes, I Know That”.
He believes language is no leash of mind more like a stallion, unbroken, wild-eyed, lover and lightning bolt, chalice and sword, through which the unspeakable takes on the world. From the first pale flicker of dawn on his lids to the black hush where dreams play delirious, his mind fills with luminous, wordless tides. To […]
All That’s Ever Been Known.
Once as a dusk entombed me, Hope grew hoarse, and shadows doomed me. In a house where forces groomed me I thought of thoughts I dared not speak. Each wall was lined with disheveled dreams Scars from storms I ought never to have seen. Time – that ghostly, grinding wheel, Carved new cracks in every […]
THE TICKET NEVER USED.
(In this poem I’m addressing Albert Camus. In doing so I’m confessing a huge debt, unfathomable wonder and an instinct for rebellion.) You found me, twenty and cracked open, too alive to die, too numb to live. Your pages spoke like cigarette smoke curling from the mouth of God. You said the world was blank, […]
Litany of the Unburned.
Two voices. One remembers the smoke. One names the fire. Together, they refuse to forget. . ASH IN THE SHAPE OF FAITH I. The Smell of Smoke I was ten when a Sunday school teacher told me the dinosaurs were God’s mistake: too big, too strange, not mentioned in Genesis. We laughed, but quietly. Even […]
