Monthly Archives: June 2015

I want to disappear into the fabric of the fields and forests and be a leaf or a butterfly or a cloud just to be free of bills and work and worrying about everything on my plate…I wonder what Sisyphus … Continue reading →

Waves weave their way to shore witness to the rise and fall of every empire that ever was, not one got us collectively closer to the cloud of unknowing, the ocean fog pours in over the hills until things that … Continue reading →

The simplest joys of life escape me like the cart wheels of children in the school yard during recess, like the calves in spring clicking their back heels together in the air, like fish jumping for a look at our … Continue reading →

What do you say we just get back under the covers while you’re waiting to be discovered… when you become rich and famous no one will ever need to know we once were lovers meanwhile I’ll pay your bills and … Continue reading →

I was complaining yesterday to my Chinese doctor about my Dupuytren’s Contracture I told him it hurt to make a fist and he broke out in laughter I said “you find that funny do you?” He replied “I guess you … Continue reading →

My head fell off one day and I refused to put it back on someone had stolen my heart last time I checked it was already gone, if time were a friend what would I do differently this round how … Continue reading →

In summer we long for winter, in winter we long for spring were I a bird I could just take wing and fly to wherever my mood strikes me or better still if I were the wind I’d blow in … Continue reading →

thousand pardons mam, if I could live this life again never would I forsake your side, your smile and all your self denial for my sake, was it worth the sacrifice I wonder, for Brando said it well “I’m no … Continue reading →

I hear the sound of one hand clapping in some forest where no one lives where a tree falls and no one hears it, like explosions in space I’m living in a vacuum where no one knows me really not … Continue reading →

a chasm of emptiness looms in my heart and soul the sunshine and the birds go about their business as they always have, I tire of the smorgasbord of life that passes for choice before me as I grow old … Continue reading →