Mist

I woke up today on the train in the Pennsylvania fog Gray mist full to bursting with light Soft this time, but with the weight of memories of a time When mists were sharp …..And clouds etched the surface of my skin ……….And fog fractured my body The light grows warm, and differences glow Spaces


Serious play

It’s serious play But it can be taken otherwise Red rover, red rover, send you right over The rules just remind us we’re playing a game They’re meant to be broken, but arms are not So hold the girl’s hand gingerly Since you’re running right over And you’re unlikely to stop Let it slide And


Ego trip

Still a little loose but writing Intent on moving outward It all starts with sense About to try this ego trip Since I’m tired of being alone A line, a dash, a color Just makes an impression, lasting the length of a glimpse Then it’s something …..Lines connect, dashes overlap, colors blend and separate …..Suddenly