I’m late I’m late Little white rabbit running over my skin Pulling me into The game of panic Busy is as busy does And I’m not having any Of That cortisol rush dished up On automatic *this is how I cope with busy these days By ignoring it Everything will still get done And actually […]
The sensation of watching through a car window Life rushing past All those people that drive along side Faces in vehicles Passing by I’m moving fast Faces blur Life is a journey Not some ambling detour That goes around and around Sometimes it’s only the people in the same vehicle that are still here We […]
There is something about people who have weathered difficult circumstances Some get harder Layered like strips of leather Their mien once supple Becomes tough and loses its pliable Flexible Qualities They don’t bother with niceties Voices sharp Condescending Nasty bite Random fights Set off Like clocks Always at the point of alarm Then there are […]
Shoulders straight Backbone unbuckled You would never have known She carried a weight that gave her any trouble It was in her twenty yard stare The hand that sometimes trembled But otherwise she resembled Any one of us
Between the shoulder blades Is a space Where hackles can grow longer Turning Into sharp spikes of spite Or wings That though they may be metaphysical Still enable flight You decide.
It’s the ghosts of words unspoken Like shadows in the corner They crawl out further As each hour passes And I dwell in that Place The things I should have said Instead I let them pass With heavy thoughts And a sigh I didn’t know what words to use And the time to use them […]
As surprising As a butterfly alighting Something danced along my skin Raising the fine hairs Then sent them Collapsing Like dominos I turned You were watching A match struck spark I laid down my paint brush Walking barefoot Through the dimly lit house The aroma of just snuffed candles Spreading tendrils Of heady perfume As […]
A little voice Barely a whisper Close to my ear Breath Warm puff of air Raises hackles It arrives when I need it And now we must wait Because It Hasn’t Spoken Yet *learning to wait for the right moment. As a planner, thinker highly imaginative plotter …waiting for intuition to deliver the starters gun […]
The wind is shaking the chairs on the verandah Iron banging on wood The screens around the outer provide the whistle The gap in the windows the howl The whole orchestra is playing now Falling silent as the wind dips Blows itself out Only to gust in again And I can’t sleep for the sound […]
The moon was a gilt eyelid Curving A single star tear drop below I closed my eyes And it slid onto my pillow
