Metal moans and brake lines squeal as rubber comes to a crawl – tie-up on the highway. Roadside wildflowers flourish, attract birds and bees alike
Tag: writing
Calling
Is this inherent restlessness, a fiery blue spark of eternal angst igniting passion – a call to write? (Image from personal collection)
Chaos
There is chaos inside – of course, there is – we did not emerge from the womb fully enlightened… I release the chaos brush stroke
Scars and Survival
Stitches, I’ve had a few Casts and splinters and slings Avoided the C-word Radiation not needed Surgery did the trick Some scars invisible Underlying lesions
Soon Summer
When dawn, an earthly murmur, I walk, light Soon, heat climbs, the verdant blanket grass, rose, blossom I offer water, hot, relax. (Friday is Magnetic
Imagining Genius
Imagine befriending genius – accepting social awkwardness embracing habitual quirks as incubation for enlightenment. If I could strip down, release preconceived notions, agendas, lie naked,
