Junk Drawer

Misplaced schedules map the roads to nowhere.

After the Holiday

Empty hangers size up the closet.

I believe: we are destined to make choices.

In Reverse

darkness needs the light to unshine

Heaven Scent

steam lifts earth's husky breath

My Education

I've had to unlearn everything for my children.

What's is all about, Alpha??

Who knew the passage of time was round?

Relief

furrowed rows melt into one ~ fall rain

Tempus Fugit

time has a warped sense of humor

"Burning Ones"

seraphim'd trees shake rattles of venom'd fire

Now!

(for Revered Martin)

it's time to ring the bells of dreams

Morning's Glory

honey suckles dew drops in visible realms

Ironed Out

no pressed shirts to starch this embrace

Stormy Whether

I wish I were reigning inside so I could play outside

After the Critique

my life seems to hang on every word

mountain, poke the gorging clouds and ask them to share 

two-toned lily peals with silent longing

babbling brook takes my words to forgotten places

Sand Dollars

etched flowers on coins from an ocean mint

I had a tryst with the sun and got burned.