fresh look

Image

 

while out

for a walk

the moon

bathed me

 

in such

a way

i will

never forget

 

blanketed

soothed

then fed

and filled

 

there are times

when a reflection

a slice

an aspect

 

is all we

can eat/take

taking in more

slams the door

 

there are times

when all it takes

is a facet

a fractal

 

catching sight

of yourself/ourselves

in a 

pane of glass

 

these are the times

when truth

creeps in

gallops in

 

wrapped in

new perceptions

warmed by our

unique perspective

 

new seams

sewn in

fresh face

moon pie

 

 

1/2014

(s)Mothered

Image

 

best of

my mom

the best

of me

 

i hid

that

from 

her

 

it’s what

she

denied

i denied her

 

blazing

a trail

no one

would see

 

I

hid

my boots

at the shop

 

like she hid

all her light

under a series

of bushels

 

disjointed x3

disconnected

disarmed

disappointed

 

23 years

and i never

knew

who she was

 

only the

stories

i made up

the stories

i pieced together

 

legacy of

pain

legacy of

distortion

 

her best

was sharing

a cigarette

with me

 

her worst

too many

to count

criminal

 

bridging

the gaps

mining

the diamonds

 

another 

25 years

to clearly

see me

 

alone

alive

another

ace up my sleeve

 

mothering my mother

mothering my self

mothering my son

redefining the Mother

 

being

just being

fogging up

the mirror

 

an old

message of love

stares me down

i. am.

 

11/11/13

riding along

Image

 

nails on a chalkboard

screeching your name

direct mail right to you

no one is more surprised

 

i call to you

leaned out a window

never more appealing

tendril at your ear

 

wonderment alongside

dazzling expectations

drooling with anticipation

the nation fawns over you

 

epitaph is waiting

only you know what’s next

adventure to fulfill

never one dull moment

 

1/31/08

trade secrets

Image

down the path

one never knows.

exceedingly

curious

 

delirious

from the heat

thirst

never quite quenched

 

durable

and yet

so overly

sensitive

 

following

the scent

totally new

and unknown

 

loving the new

rabbit hole

usually

two show at a time

 

and then

deep rest,

and the 

new day dawns

 

hills to

slide down

new books

to devour

 

dumping out

my toolbox

rifling through

tricks of the trade

 

what inventive 

tale will be told

always enticing

never satisfied

 

dreams flowing

forward

have i met

you before?

 

a revolving door

kicks out

the next

contestant

 

i have an

app for that

    hey look,

now you’re blue

 

 

 

 

agreement

Image

a storehouse

literally ceilings

and ceilings worth

stored knowledge

a number, a volume

screeches from a bird

my attention called away

trailing off to nowhere

the shadows on my shoulder

looks like beads on display

diffused to assist the day

standing here with miles to go

relativity awaits me

crunching and bending

lost track of time

focused on a beam of light

9/13/10  9am

the next bee

Image

bees in your bonnet

swirling in your hair.

a swarm adjusts

my vision of truth

 

never and always

how can that be.

the neighbor is a day away

thirsting for relief

 

ask for what you want

it is there for the taking.

step forward into the next

episode of your calling

 

9/13/10