Wednesday, January 17, 2018


Where were you
while I was murdered by degrees
too weak, bleeding, to escape
in need of cradling aid that
never happened?
I learn to hide deep inside my mind
sleep to heal if only brokenly, grabbing
hope which ever lurks away and back.
I seem to lack;  where were you when
it mattered?


Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Capricorn New Moon intuition

Accept in grace
Enjoy each breath
expanding boundaries,
teaching greater stories
more intensely feel
far beyond gratitude’s

burden of expectation

Friday, January 12, 2018


Private mythologies
archetypes accrete
layering from earliest impressions
magic incantations
ever whispering
twist, evolve, reorganize to fit
ghostly swarm through amniotic dreams
enter worlds in play

Nobody famous
or of note
Yet, we all are stories

There were folks
Homegrown homily gals and blokes
Ready for ever another round
of hugs or chokes

Round and round this spiraling wing
Up here the air is clear, exhilarating
Spy, scry, dust, dinge, smog on down
Smudge, decipher, sinking ground
to map, to remember, to codify what’s done;
to see that journey made while on the run and
where it’s taken, what it’s written, how it spun
a tale of destiny


There were cats
running, jumping, climbing little acrobats
no less vile, childlike, kind than their
primate familiars who tried to set their scenes,
keep them fed and clean,
let them yowl and preen and rumble
for dominance


relax into the grief, the pain, the panic
feel emotive energy swish and cleanse,
be free
to dance into the magic,
to be the friend who holds your dream


song to cry by

my friends have moved on
my dreams have all died
I believe I could bear it
with you warm by my side
but these days I wander
cold and alone
with no place to stop in
no where to go


Don't engage
Let go of Rage

not so much racist misogynists
as lying cheats --
based on the traits admired


Remember, remember the 1st of December’s
betrayal by Congressional props.
The People have reason to charge them
with Treason,
but the Oligarchs own the cops.


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.