New silence [from the archives]
This is how the silence begins – in desolate noons stolen from barren landscapes nobody visits – in the blank …
Tag Archives: poem
Every day…
The moon fades from the morning sky – its pixie light falling off the milky edge of the world… With …
Learning to live
I walked through the empty rooms of life collecting losses – defeats – lonelinesses – silences – deaths – emptinesses …
City nights
Festooned they come with burning stars and glowing city lights – city nights I think are afraid of the …
Bridge to nowhere
Between today and tomorrow stands a bridge… …it hangs there… leading nowhere… usually today walks across and mingles with tomorrow …
New silence
This is how the silence begins – in desolate noons stolen from barren landscapes nobody visits – in the blank …
Successful storm
Finally the storm has walked away throwing behind a ragged pitiful day. After two days of rapacious plunder, two nights …
Driving to the dying sun and John Mayer
Only a silver-cream hue bemuses the clouds. Its sun is riding along with me as I drive along the city’s …
So, you think
I think – the thought swirls in my mind – it cavorts, stretches, extends its arms into an argument. It …
Mismatched heavens
Seamless is the sky to the naked eye But deep within its womb where time zones melt into surreal light …
Failure
Failure must have a better name or just a straighter frame. It must look brighter and happier with eyes that …
Poetry of a mango seed
poetry comes to me in little drops – timid raindrops that wrinkle or split before they hit the …
The city in my ear
In memorium: Hermann Hesse’s Siddhartha
Now my train is passing a stream and I see a boat – in it the boatman sits – stooped …
Laughing Penguins 