Weeds and Wildflowers

 I want to Be pretty.  I want to be  Aware when peace descends  In the midst of chaos  I want to be my golden center  In the palate of my la...

Pink begonias on porches here  Waiting late spring’s summering, as  Recalcitrant weather seeks to find balance. At the pond, reassurance of ...

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 It is the end of March,  Loam awaiting yet to ether the air An unexpected swath of squalls  Yesterday  Hurt expectant in the spring,  Lake ...

 On the eighth of March,  The light, the day changing,   I didn’t know what to do with myself  There was snow on the red rooftops of the bar...

Where can I go when the constraints,  When there are constraints But no space for constraints,  Make me want to   Run away To anything Anyon...

I can’t go anywhere for a day,  Day or two Unclear,  The whims of February But in this momentary stasis I am flying on an aeroplane  With th...