July 10, 2025
Fated call to arms
to answer a distant king
dragged from island home
Dragged from island home
on ships full with tools of war
an unwilling pawn
July 3, 2025
June 29, 2025
The confections you keep in a milk-glass bowl hold fast, freckled with dust and faded by sun. Think bolted bric-a-brac with colors leaking…
June 16, 2025
can you see them on the air of summer? hint of wing, gentle glimmer a whisper, a suggestion on the wind…
May 28, 2025
Stopped over and over again!
Life has hurled me to break more than once.
The enchanted misery is the pain
That darts my excruciation in this paradisiacal island.
May 9, 2025
May 1, 2025
One April night, Earth's cloudy, coal-black screen / Tore with a bellow, lashing all the streets / With myriad malformed spherules full of sheen / And coating them like chalk-white, lengthy sheets…
April 27, 2025
You dig deep, flip through snapshots of memories to find me. I'm here, cut from the same dough as people you know now. I'm in their eyes…
April 22, 2025
On an Earth Day like today
I see a ray of light and sway.
I perceive a horizon that seeks
and speaks of health and happiness
April 20, 2025
One late afternoon,
with crucifixion complete,
body taken down
for friends to collect;
Women washed, anointed, wrapped
him in a white cloth,
April 18, 2025
Jerusalem lounged luminescent below me, sprawling vision glowing orange, red, and gold in a setting sun. Tranquil, peaceful, oblivious.
April 14, 2025
Despite being an old dog, he never seemed to tire of the winter. The more snow, the better. Bobalou’s celebration of each inaugural snowfall taught me to welcome the winter, to appreciate it as a season of renewal, to breathe in that cold, familiar midwestern chill as if it were a regenerative elixir.