September 11, 2022

Last Words/Elizabeth

“I love you and I always will.” Last words spoken between dearest of friends parting ways unknown. Hope lingered therein, that one day no more need for “always” would come – only the existence of that fact would overtake by revisited presence and love.
June 30, 2022

Glass Shell – a Poetry Reading

I've never unhinged the door to invite in the light of reason, always incurious, cemented in my own world unless someone comes, absorbed in the waves of my own heartbeat with nothing to trouble me inside
June 29, 2022

Near Uncas Point – MockingOwl Roost Poetry Reading

Winters coaxed this sandspit From shore and outgoing tides,  In radiant disarray, have returned  Land to the harbor by at least a half,  Leaving mud flats adorned with  Alluvial fans, hump-backed inlets 
May 3, 2022

At Daybreak – a Poetry Reading

First light frosting the tree line, and I close the door  On the rest of the house and leave the need for sleep  To others. At such an hour, with dark still lingering, The stars blown apart and a waning moon near vanishing,  I’ve become too well acquainted with the dark dialect ...