I barely summon The breath to ask I whisper to God Rooster cries Walls he will bring down I continue to watch Her sleep Have we become too Glorious Whole strength in Eternal happiness Glory of the Lord Looking at the things Unseen Signs and wonders Give another kiss Universe of heaven Display the riches…

Passover.—I inhale the fragrance of my life, like rose petals lining cedar almost too much , how it bobs and weaves with others like lightning bugs flashing in green tinted canning jars –I just want to drink moonshine and sit and smoke but all those things are silly now so I plant rosemary,thyme sage and…

I’d never dated a millionaire actually she was a true heiress complete with a private jet no less LAX to New York we jetted off to Paris Fearless and helpless in the very same instant she was sparkly and brilliant preferred blondes over brunettes The high life was a dream arriving in her SUV limousine…

We come ashore When ready Plucked , Ripened By the Sun of intent- The Welcome Mat Brushed off- We all fit Or don’t- Floating in the Infinity Pool- Waiting for the NEW BIG SPLASH Cannonballs are some- Synchronized swimming For Most Dab your NAKED toe In, Bikini optional Of course In the land of Plenty.

At night, with the lights off, she looked through the panes of glass, between the familiar gaps in the shutters. Her clothes fell on the chair, first large, then smaller, until they reach the okra color of her body. Walking or sitting, her movements had the useless innocence of someone who believes themselves unobserved and…

The river runs wide Our poles are alive with resting dragonflies Proud of our catch We head home Cooked fish, our Mother’s approval With full-bellied smiles We listen: Tales from father, grand-father Tales of the silver river We sleep making pillows of these tales Outside, the river Liquid moonlight flows

The soft camembert, the baguette still warm ripped in chunks, The burgundy unlabelled from the vineyard next door, It teetered against the tree that gives us shade and shelter The tree stands guard against the world and our fragile reality the picnic blanket had a name I’ve forgotten it. I wish I could ask her…

Moving her being The light hit the Concrete And it bounced away Spirit has not Wounded The nature of her heart Shyness and awkwardness Well of path God seed sown She laughed nervously Paying intently Awareness steps the beat She felt her heart Aching with emotion Becoming more and still Whole body is elevated To…

Little one – Growing in the cold Struggling To survive While the cold Keeps pouring over you Stay strong Little one You do shine I see it I see your struggle I see YOU Stay strong Little one One day The cold will be gone And you can continue Your journey of growth Even more…

(from caring for people with gunshot wounds and spinal injuries) Unraveling dreadful dreams like knots of warped riveted ribbons. Twisted turning in the night. Wound up, tightly triggered. Soldered parts melt like wax. The smell of suffering recalls. Alcohol, iron and gun steal. Drilled deep into memory. Before my prime another time. Mastering the heat…