Month: May 2012

Birds nose dive Palms are bending cars are speeding by car salesmen are running indoors   First Floridian Storms and clouds almost touching the ground water ripples without stone skip tiny lizards looking up towards me, towards the sky   First Floridian Storms and corporate jets flight path changed ducks and swans covered eggs with… Continue reading First Floridian Storms →

(the paper Mountain collection, a  project of mine I'm just placing all on this blog, the landslide will be over soon I Hope I Think I Know.) Echoes of the end of summer   Morning of poetry Morning of bald eagle nest Morning of echo, highway miles away Echo of rifle from decades ago Echo of voices of… Continue reading Echoes of the end of summer →

(so many of these posts are of writing years old. But since I don't want them and the point was never to hold onto them like some hermit, here you go web of eyes, I'm still holding onto my best material for now though. ha. bye.  I'm So Lucky Running Nose-borrowed jeans and shirt-nose won't… Continue reading I’m so lucky →

In mud, snail tree, one eye, by creek. Legs white, shadow fawn, wet jeans, leaf sky. During day, flies land, suck hoof, horse’s ear. Mud pigs, daddy long-long legs, and even bobcat’s purr. In tree, tiger climb, breathe air, cry trying. Snail tree, moss shell, many moons old. In stream, cold creek, dog toes, sleeping… Continue reading Snail Tree →

As my first Novella, Post Modern Artist in Exile Is receiving a full makeover and re-edit, I thought I'd post a couple stories from it. This is from 2006. As the sun awoke from the night sky the stars retreated to dance behind the moon. The twilight hours soon have passed and the darkness of sleep vanished into the distance as… Continue reading The Principle of Creative Relativity →