not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

bell

you never know when things will disappear
you never know why

today my son came in with his bell in his hand
he loved that bell
he put it in a box
he wrapped the box
he will give it away



i am sad
but what can i say?
you never know when things will disappear
you never know why

Friday, July 29, 2011

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Monday, July 25, 2011

inside the midnight pulse of hydrangeas


inside
the midnight pulse of hydrangeas
timelessness resides

Monday, July 11, 2011

all around us spans the forest, larger than anything measurable


inside of this landsape one boy/man dives into a lake
another stands in the rain with his midriff shining
yet another, a boy, goes searching for a ball
lost benath the husky pine
three beats spanning generations
a wilderness of being that knows no bounds
and all time, like light, shimmers, a soft illusion

Sunday, July 10, 2011

a beat in time


the whole house beats
like a metronome
throughout history

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Monday, July 4, 2011

darkness and light


inside my story

Saturday, July 2, 2011

the river and the hill


this is where i'm from
how could i be any other thing than what i am?