Years of Silence

We get used to winter’s gray lid when sunlight becomes a memory, color fading into the mash of leaves on wet streets and sidewalks, the ceiling of our expectations coming down like rain. Standing still we’re old growth trees catching mist in moss covered branches, roots shot through with years of silence, falling into winter’s […]

Remembering Thankfulness

I seem to be going backward with more questions than answers, losing control in painful movement, nostalgic more than thinking ahead and a few dozen different signs that the apogee of adult life is in my rear view mirror. Then the engine coughs, sputters, and surrounded by a barren landscape I turn the key off, […]

Beckoning Onward

This day is my life, just this one, this moment, everything else a story I tell myself or listen to while real life passes; the flowing tide, heading south toward the moon silent and unseen, beckoning the sea and my quiet soul onward.                    

Join the Living

The landscape of night and dream dissolves like vapor off the river, morning’s pale light reaching into the world with a message in the color of sky and sound of birds, urging us to arise and join the living.                  

Sip on Patience

With rough hewn faces carved by time and ancient forces the stones are solace, their shapes comforting, as they stoop down to the water and dip into the eternal presence, the stories they hold of ages past, speaking of what’s been lost and how to keep alive the future. They mirror my soul with so […]

Speaking into the Night

We make art with the life we’re given like wild roses growing beside the sea, finding purchase in the thin layer of consciousness, not primitive, nor the mindless off and on machine but green and reaching into the cloud filled sky. With roots that search through layers, turning light and air into music, water and […]

The King of Complete Incompleteness

Like a stone in the shoe the wound does not heal ‘til what wounds is removed, the body revealing what the soul wants to speak; a parchment in symbol of influences unseen, the testimony in dreams written in the body. Letting go, just that, then more letting go; the path of the angel softly upon […]

Compass Within

How to push on from here, our map shredded, the pavement broken bearing no clue of the distant place our dreams foretold. The rivers rise, oceans empty and the earth groans under the weight of expectation. I remember your face, seeing you in the boy, in the sky at sunset, and the memories of all […]

Within the Heartbeat

Before the tide, the wind, the movement of the sea, there is the pulse that lives within the heartbeat, spread before us like pale green moss, carved with crow and raven feather, everywhere yet not a thing except the bird-like eye beyond the tangled wire, searing off the bonds on tomorrow.    

Air of Creation

Morning practice begins before I awake,
the inner theater already in motion
as first light enters the window

Undying Green

Clouds cover the spreading sea, wind and waves speaking of the weather to come in the shimmering undulation of hammered metal. We weep beside her loss, limitless yet so fragile, our faces lifted into the skirts of rain softening the rock age by age into an undying green.               […]

Water of Life

while the Earth awaited
my aging thirst
to turn and open
to the water of life

From Where Did I Fall

Like an iridescent drop
in a sheet of rain,
each drop pilgrim
to the porous ground