For Granted
I stand In the dark Beside the busy Placed and still Illuminating Only the earth In front of me Unless dust fog Rain travelers Pass close enough Used Until daylight Or With a pop and fizzle I burn out...
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Nothing But rain dripping deep and hollow On the roof a heartbeat Irregularly echoing Nothing But cold coffee in my mug Reheated and forgotten and reheated And forgotten Nothing But growling in my...
View ArticlePassing Storm
This morning I blot out the sun Low and heavy like the clouds Gathered too much of the rising world And now it is time to pour it out A weighty threshold has been reached Those million drops of nothing...
View ArticleEvolution
This week has played with me So I decided to play back I ripped the curtain open Not content with just a crack Magic mumbling in the air Grouchy grumbling from beyond I could not handle only hints of...
View ArticleSensing
Some days I travel Only as far as my breath will carry me With no will for forging beyond my borders Staying close to my senses letting myself mingle With the scent of skunk and mushroom Rising after a...
View ArticleGray Day Revisted
Nothing But rain dripping deep and hollow On the roof a heartbeat Irregular Nothing But cold coffee in my mug Reheated and forgotten and reheated Forgotten Nothing But churning in my stomach Growling...
View ArticlePassing Storm (again)
This morning I blot out the sun Low and heavy like the clouds I took on too much of this rising world And now it’s time to pour it out A weighty threshold has been breached These million drops of...
View ArticleGray Day (again)
Nothing But rain dripping deep and hollow On the roof a heartbeat Irregular Nothing But cold coffee in my mug Reheated and forgotten and reheated Forgotten Nothing But churning in my stomach Growling...
View ArticleEvolution (continues)
This week has toyed with me So I decided to play back I ripped the curtain open Not content with just a crack Magic mumbling in the air Greedy grumbling from beyond I could not handle only hints of...
View ArticleCaught
Too close to home to deploy my umbrella Too far from the door to avoid getting wet The timing’s not right so I find myself pelted By droplets of choices I haven’t made yet -a.r. Image: artist unknown
View ArticleMeditation On The Fly
A fly landed light on my hand So we sat still together awhile And when the rain fell It seemed just as well For neither of us took off to get dry -a.r Painting: A Spring Rain by Candace Primack
View ArticleSensing
Some days I travel Only as far as my breath will carry me With no will for forging beyond my borders Staying close to my senses letting myself mingle With the scent of skunk and mushroom Rising after a...
View ArticleSomething Different
When I arrived home this afternoon, from yet another therapy session, I wasn’t quite sure what to do with myself. I never am, as I am full of unformed ideas, globular feelings, and untethered thoughts,...
View ArticleWaiting
Raindrops Thumping On the roof Above Like thick Fingers Drumming Is this weather As bored By waiting For its full Self To empty As I am With waiting For me? -me Image: Waiting (for the rain to stop...
View ArticleWell
Clock sprockets In clear Shallow puddles Lavender Leaning From cold winter Rain An Oracle Whispers Of water’s translation I am Headfirst Down deep wells Again -me Photography found here:...
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