Stare into the shadow’s moon eyes a crown of rain filled morning sky   lighting shock flooded lock   the trail winds through prehensile limbs horned owl knows where the tadpoles swim   ghostly grove bejeweled trove   bright colors paint the hills and hollows misted memory the golden...

A Taste of Freedom The gulls are all going crazy both in the sky and the recently smart bomb ploughed fields and factories that as yet remain standing behind my old banked barn .. There must be something going on back there surely to...

  The moth kept pouring itselfagainst the porch light.Over and over.A tiny, dusty bodychasing something brightthat had no intentionof saving it. I understood that.Spent enough yearsdoing the same thing.Following neon signs.Half-empty glasses.Things that looked warmfrom a distance. I was twenty-one,standing beside my...

I never caused troubleIn my friends lifeI always respect their wishesThey want me to treat them rightNot cursing at themNone of my friends like to beMistreatedThey want to be treated withRespectLike they do with meAIso we all pray for...

Tense weaves under the light ceilingWind comes to sweep the vague emptinessShort and thin trailSilently weaving our threadNo one notices the shineAlmost invisible in the handSpinning the trail of fateDust turns into a songWe are of pure silkBorn from...