On Writing

Poem 18 – The Work of Light & Book Launch Date Announced!

The Work of Light I sit cross-legged on the sofatuck a stick of selenite into the waistband of my polka-dot pajamasso it presses against my left lower back I close my eyeslay in a field of wildflowers &tall grasses like the man tells me The sky opensa column of white lighttornadoes over my body Heal my… Continue reading Poem 18 – The Work of Light & Book Launch Date Announced!

On Writing

Poem 10 – Remnants of my Saturday Morning Dream

Remnants of my Saturday Morning Dream The old victorian houseis perfectly ricketycontent in the stateof itself shifted andunevened over time In the streets around herpanic – human mayhemworse than termites in woodor bees behind a wallyet the same in theirbuzzing destructionto exist In the sky – translucentblack orbs floating toconcrete and mudthe stepping out ofholograms… Continue reading Poem 10 – Remnants of my Saturday Morning Dream