This flight to you

was booked unknown

all but a dear relic

recognized and filed

in the dream drawer

as liquid untouchable

particulate myth

dissolving in hand

how does your face

turn to me now

in solid state blue

the color gods assign

to eyes seeing beyond

mountains in a… Read full post »

Damn you, Death! I'll punch you if you don't give me back my brush!

Now for the real story…I lead a gemmed life making it over the 50 year mark without an art shop full of brushes to paint lurid scenes of potential demise. I'm still alive, dancing,… Read full post »

bare shadow gray trees

and snow crystal surfaces

hide life behind scenes

In the mid ‘80’s, in my mid 20’s, I decided to try college one more time. In the past, I did not do well in the academic setting but this time, I decided to pursue something I wanted to study and not what someone else thought I should study. Back… Read full post »

The bands compress again

taking a backbone

in undertow chill

this big city party

mistakes a green corduroy girl

for a Minnesota town

and at another time

a dull scent of the bride

begins to chip paint in late night… Read full post »

Summertime past the loons

still skim the lake

where I immersed this body

raised to a buoyancy

my mind propels

an escape from weight

and gravity changes

in a liquid element

I surge forward

opening arms wide

to embrace… Read full post »

You are mistaken if, from the title of this candid epistle, you are imagining that I go to the drugstore in a state of iron madness and buy mass quantities of iron tablets in the vitamin section. Nor am I licking and chewing the ferrous of wrought iron gates in the… Read full post »