Saturday, November 11, 2017


Dark, distant images
indistinct, not a sign.
Or a sign of indecision,
others’ visions, or mine?
Silent, stagnant river
won’t reply to my tears.
Cold blood, frozen limbs

no longer carry on from here.  

Friday, November 10, 2017


Desperate to feel delightful, levity.
Weight of desolation keeps inner space,
outer demarcation, oppressive, deadly dark.
In sunless depths, shadows can not be seen for reasoning.
Icy breath, unable to penetrate, offer calm effects.
Longing reach for elation, elevation, spell of illumination

-- loving touch of smiling stars.

Thursday, November 9, 2017


Cosmic powers, inhale starlight, eternity.
Release mortality, from root to falling leaves.
Move out, above, beyond denial’s bond.
Visions of boundless darkness call, catch hold,
carry like song, an endless sonority.
Wrapped in skeins ecstatic and fine,

guided past destiny.

Wednesday, November 8, 2017


Wilderness encroaches, but not that natural friend. Cold, no encouragement for motion, loner’s frigid emptiness. how was a prison made of ambition to widen wisdom? Where went that golden prize promised to the bold? Old inspirations, imaginary wilds, heroic rambling tales of bravery betrayed – River runs ‘til dammed, then festers in its own demise. Ogres’ tale sold to deny extrication from stagnation.

Tuesday, November 7, 2017


Hold pattern sewn so deep within, rip to open. See, infection seethe, angry demon nest. Deathgrin infestation decades in screams destruction, roils, licks with pestilence. Breathe, smile to invite connection; tightly hold, rip out and close.

Monday, November 6, 2017


Dream dance surreal city stage, above skylights, twinkle eyes of play romance, swingtime love. To feel explosive-ecstatic alive, swirl, swoon, dive, with grace and awe. Twirl akimbo in free fall, no walls, no floor -- air embraces. Smiling Moon face beams in stasis, gleeful spirits dip and sway a’flight this enchanted night.

Sunday, November 5, 2017


War exhumes murder of that other you the bad wolf child who mother banned Banshee fled to far-flung lands seeking freakish friends, fiendish plans for revenge, memory enemies to stomp, squeeze, bleed. Where were you when she died inside you?