False Peaks

Futures fan to form a panorama Of life as landscape, ambiguous In the finer details, sharper in the broad ones. The peaks are visible, the journey there hides Unknown, behind a thick white fog. Only revealed when confronted head on. Who is to say the peak you pursue Is the destination awaiting you? Truthfully, the […]

One More Love Poem

I am a candle’s slight flame, shivering Against a world that is sometimes lonely Casting dark arms of shadow, quivering In search for meaning. Tendrils creep slowly Against a bath of light. It’s here you show Your face, raked by warmth, raked by shadow. Your eyes, drunk upon this wavering source This flicker I am; […]

Online

Happenstance dictates encounters of unique strands Unique to the era we as youth must blossom in Unprecedented and uncharted wholly with us as guinea pigs We have been forced into the role of spectator to every inch of the unfolding Earth Hyper aware to the goings on from the broadest sense to the most intimate […]

Sun Sea

Tears fall, unsolicited. Under this Greek sun, I cast my gaze over green hills and metropolis, quietly giving in to the storm that manifests them. I look out and wonder why. I am a creature interested in rhymes and reasons. This is a world that has neither. My cheeks burn, the tears settle on my […]

Greek Sunday

Like a flower bud meeting the light of dawn Rays of sun unfurl my layers, akin to petals With nourishment that begs for a presence That is total, unequivocal. I sit perched on a hill near Kypseli. To the west I see the source scattered Over a wide swathe of sea, shimmering. Children play football […]

Wilt

sure feet plant themselves upon shifting sands defying urgent notice lent to ears by others, older take root, settle in, spread seeds, tend the land because beauty wilts without proper plans for a garden of aging roses boasts little in value and little in yield possessing a fleeting idea at most of weightlessness; freedom bound […]

Self Talk

How strange, the mind. How it parses life out between chapters in two separate timelines. The living stories and the ones that occur in the grips of sleep. So odd! And then the bridge comes in the form of lucidity. Through a lucid dream, two storylines merge for a moment. And then memory becomes a […]

November 4

I was born today. Life flows in its incessant and never-ending beat, carrying on in earnest ignorance to the significance of a day, an hour, the seconds that tick on. Though significance really is a silly thing we call these days. We ascribe to them a symbolism and pay specific attention to a few that […]

16 Jul 2021 18:56

In a hammock overlooking the Missouri Weightlessness feels like a suspension in time. The sway from the breeze marking the seconds Only so slightly. Energy sweats from the great force below us While forgotten debris drifts in its embrace. Kissed by the river’s great sigh of breath Tender but certain of its presence  My face […]