It’s night, and together we are letting go We sit close on the old, soft, raspberry couch, in its third life. We are not close enough to be touching, until I lay my head on your shelf-like shoulder, beer in hand, restful. Our legs are crossed, mine draped over yours, until the … [Read more...]

Move your arms like wings Just as in your dreams, where you can fly; transforming your motion to a weightless, soaring being, looking down at the world below. … [Read more...]

The Muse is a little girl Tow-headed, boisterous, hands on her hips,daring meto control her, mold her in my image, to worry about heras she pulls, then pushes me away. She jumps into the tattered surf,fearless, scrunches her nose as she looks up at me with the sun in her … [Read more...]

What of your rushed and useful life Have you paused and taken time to do nothing? Your rushed and useful life is satisfying, yet you know that it distracts you from the peace others find in the slow, useless moments which are foreign to you. Don't give up trying to find those … [Read more...]

And what am I doing here  Sitting in the springtime chill of the ocean breeze as it ripples the water in the bay, the sun sparkling as it cycles and moves without going anywhere. The birds' peeps and trills are delightful decorations, while my favorite type of music plays, … [Read more...]