The Sea

The Sea

She was a fickle mistress, hair spraying everywhere. Cold hands and hard eyes. She stared at me through the lens of foam and fuss. Pillars, all done up with ancient ideas and ‘stuck to’ ideas of how the world works and where we are all in part of it. She is powerful,...

Christmas in Pismo

a snowy broken town, beat up ‘out all the cold dropped and kicked by the pacific cod drip faced at harrys ’til 3, flying high summer kites and windy springs damp mornings christmas fog elevating sounds carrying on with seagulls slowly cresting sunrise palm trees...
Stormy

Stormy

Stormy, your eyes Staring out into the distance Only accepting what is acceptable Like a gate into your heart They prance the gardens of this earth Smelling flowers and carousing supermarkets Stormy, your eyes Sideways Looking at me across the pillow Telling me of...
Redemption

Redemption

I am an old man sitting on a wooden bench by a river. My shoes sit softly in the mud and I am relaxed. The sunlight gently warms my eyelids as the five o’clock sun glistens off of the water. Slowly the trees rustle and I can sink into what I believe is very important....

Stormy, Your Eyes…

stormy, your eyes staring out into the distance only accepting what is acceptable like a gate into your heart they prance the gardens of this earth smelling flowers and parousing supermarkets stormy, your eyes sideways looking at me across the pillow telling me of...
Outside Heaven

Outside Heaven

There I was, standing at the dock. The boat that I was to take was leaving. I was supposed to be on it, but I arrived late. The water splashed around it in the calm salty air and slowly lumbering, the ship disappeared on the flat horizon. I did not want to be left...