Winter morn

Deep within the dawn that tasted like night
that mid-place between waves crashing and cars rushing
I walked
and listened
to a lone bird sing
Dew, mist, rain upon my face
I drew in and inhabited
this textured space.

Dreams from Today

Walking the red carpet with my 3 sons.

Learning and internalizing manual camera functions.

Printing and hanging up those gorgeous photographs.

Creating more art.

Painting BIG!

Share my joy.

Find more places to dance.

Write the story.

Listen to the elderly.

Walk the ocean.

Smile lots.

Organize my history.

Organize the garage.

Show and tell my boys that I love them.

Eat raw.

Create new meals.

Run regularly.

Experiment with makeup.

Dress up and go out in it.

Laugh.

Sing.

From a Dream

...and then, the rising tide of the gloom surpassed me

and I closed the book and said goodbye.

_____________

See the shadow?

It's coming down now.

The ridges the lines – each detail combines

until you think it is part of you

until you think it is part of you

until you think it is part of you.

It is bright outside

the light

catches eyes

closing them tight

until you think it is part of you

until you think it is part of you

until you think it is part of you.

Tasting dirt

braced for more

never opening any other door

until you think it is part of you

until you think it is part of you

until you think it is part of you

...until you think it is part of you!

1978 London

with a brick wall
there are mortar cracks

with concrete,
you've got a sledgehammer to smash

but the iron shield
that I feel
... impenetrable.

what is said
and what is done
are opposing countries
with axes drawn

I can see all this from above
and you?
lost in a foggy pond.

2am

(2am and) the Ponto waves are crashing crashing calling
will I meet myself out on the bluff this night?
shadows swoon
reflections, detections,
There is no me just twinkle stars and a sliver moon.