I digress

I took your name off the listand it toppled a thousand tablesBook strewn and predictable You were a mighty treeBlowing the daffodil and cattail wind my way You, that apparitionMe, that curly haired voyeur You couldn’t handle complicatedYou eradicated A forest of affectionGrown only on the nurturingOf imagination and a few chance meeting You silly…

when o Lord when

Where will I go? What will I see? When will a tide grab ahold of me? When will I feel that current in my veins, the impulse of consciousness and striving toward a gain. When will I ache to discover a new destination? When will I hold my breath in anticipation? When will that peace…

You’re making people I’m making memories

This place is new Unchartered You’re making people I’m making memories I’m discovering life Some days I believe in new things Knowing I’m alive Wanting to be active, participating, creating in the world Those days I want a new fishing pole I want a sewing machine I want a good camera I want to make…

The Harvest of An Idealist

This brainwork is a bed of soil A place she where she digs And I watch as her thoughts they grow I like to peek over the iron-wrought walls of friendship, fortresses and fear to see The things that grow beneath Her words fall Into the freshly-watered soil of a blank computer page To grow…