It Is Enough

I am dark shadows and tear-stained cheeks. I am bursting laughter and bruised hips. I am a brooding damp fog and twisted smiles. I am tormented memories and soft silk. I am covered in anguish and measured lines. I am tracing and repeating and inward mind. I am troubled of spirit and a passionate desire. […]

The Mountain Queen

You are the Mountain Queen. For as long as you can remember, you’ve watched the village far below you. Each night, the forge fire burns and the smith’s hammer can be heard all around you. Since the snow melted, the hammer has been silent and no fire burns… Moving your senses from high above, they […]

Thoughts Like A Theme Park (Part 1 ) – REBLOG

There are some amazingly good lines in O.D.’s piece and I look forward to seeing where he takes us next in this series… I ruminate over an unearthly amount of time here, This medium and I bleed into each other, A testament to our unspoken blood oath. Quite the task, … Thoughts Like A Theme […]

The Decay of William Drysdale

I know it’s Thursday when the nurse brings the little paper cup with five pills instead of three. A sip of tepid water and I go back to staring out the window. I can’t abide small talk. Never could. Better to observe my surroundings than spin idle words. My wife understood that, why don’t these […]

Trinket (meet me at the carnival pt 6)

Labyrinth of booths and tents and tables Haphazard at best, colors and flags everywhere Handwoven scarves and painted magnets Silk-screened logos on tie-dyed shirts Specialty soaps and hand-dipped candles The handicapped kid makes exquisite paintings “Cheapest rates if you switch to us” Jewelry, knives, wooden puzzles and hats, hats, hats “Best product out there, I’ve […]

Illusions (meet me at the carnival pt 3)

Crooked bow tie and wild hair A table that hides nothing Conjuring spellbinding trickery Cards vanish while coins come into view Sleight of hand since he was eight A slick box of tricks Illusions and allusions Follow his hands carefully Always looking in the wrong place Once lost a wife he never could make reappear […]

Carousel (meet me at the carnival pt 2)

Painted cheeks and a fistful of tokens Girly giggles tugging daddy’s hand with Cotton candy fingers Screaming horses stampeding past Wearing saddles of red and blue A trumpeting elephant, trunk held high The giant white rooster’s purple saddle Garish music begins slowly Building in tempo and volume Smudged faces racing past Gripping striped poles Covered […]

Tarot (meet me at the carnival pt 1)

Purple and black-striped canvas tent Worn on the edges, patches here and there Outside smells like dog piss But inside it smells like incense And the thighs of a curvy woman There are crystals and magic 8 An indifferent dark cat curled on a shelf Sounds of nature intermixed with the didgeridoo Her nails are […]

Lost Years

A woman holds my hand. I’ve never seen her before but she’s showing me a photograph of a handsome young couple standing in front of a blue Cadillac and now she’s started crying. She keeps asking if I remember him, in the faded photograph, but I’ve never seen him or her before. She insists she’s […]