Weeds and Wildflowers

Oh the sky,   Looking out the window  Into the dark before Sleep, emotions admixed into  Deepest weariness,  And it is, in this hour Barely ...

I sit outside on the front porch Once in a while, on a late-lit afternoon I come here  To look east across a reminding sky  Rarely telling e...

For George  April 11, 2022 In long years now suddenly past Memories float before we understand  That they are the realness of all that We ha...

In the precious dark comes Early spring  I know we have winter, iced miles  To go But Connection Survives the temporal and I do not wish to ...

I navigate  Answers, or at least  perspective Abound, in these crazed, snow- Wrapped fields,  Shards of memory buried in  An unend of winter...

The days are long  The years fly by  Days and nights merge  Into the endless question, The so-what of it all Meaning, just what is it we  Se...

  I thought to come to a blank page Because swirls and clouds are  Crowding in my head and heart. I had a notion to excavate  The granularit...