Monday, September 19, 2016

Waking up at 3 am
soggy with sweat


fingers try to reach
the dried wine at the
base of the flute

The wound bleeds
 fresh blood

I see you smiling
somewhere !

after so many years

The day shall be

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

I had the words I thought
and the thoughts

you embraced me
like  youthful
green shoots wrap around
ancient branches

It felt warm
like spring rain
yet cold as death

Friday, August 15, 2014

You change
each time I visit you
your nails your words
and I feel sad

Sunday, March 30, 2014

"Yo Man !"

While kitchen sink
there shall be
Vessels hollow
Hollow as sky
Tears vaporize
of dew and
morning grass
The birthdays...

Not friends
I grey I grey
And guitar strings
gather rust

Friday, February 21, 2014

After this
and many of these
Too shall there be

spring rains -

a nice hair cut -

love -

or maybe a lover

but  that wont be
nor really sad

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Needles of quiet rain
ripples the green little pool
Eternal waiting


Winter memories
mist and napthalene
Getting colder with age

Monday, May 6, 2013

Shadows of a gloomy noon
are dancing