Tell Me everywhere I lookthings I lovesounds of lifeslipping into my ears nestingthis extended arm of homean outdoor sanctuary dottedwith purple-lipped bloomslavender dries to perfectionbits of Paris bend into flower potsbook covers coffee mugssteaming with comfort the maple trees are fat greenheads – leaves luxuriating lengtheninglike covid hair uncut for monthsbeautifully disheveled in the distance… Continue reading Poem 212 – Tell me
Category: On Writing
Poem 211 – How the day gets away
How the day gets away A quick conversation ebbs into an ocean of discoveriesAn eye rest becomes a deep sleep under an afternoon sky blanket A bite gathers courses and expands into dessertA coincidental run-in unfolds into a magical meant-to-be An email response thunders into a manifestoA direct drive corners into a dynamic detour Words… Continue reading Poem 211 – How the day gets away
Poem 210 – On Beginning
On Beginning how you beginis to begin start the document in wordopen to a fresh page in the journalconnect to the internethighlight the paragraph in the book give the thing a titleeven if the title is ‘Title’swing palms of ideasin the airwelcome them withsong and faitheach contemplation is a prophetthat will change your world accept… Continue reading Poem 210 – On Beginning
Poem 209 – Jingle
Jingle an explosive helicopter crash in a vicious snowstormbrought my waking hours to a thick start – I sat upquickly in bed, rubbed my eyes into morning then it startedoh oh oh ozempic!the commercial jingle for type-2 diabetes medsbanging in my head like a circle of kidsring-around-the-rosey-ing my brainoh oh oh ozempic!oh oh over and… Continue reading Poem 209 – Jingle
