There was, perchance an enigma wrapped in the spectre of a smile she laid at my feet on that cold Sunday mellifluous and gaunt a puzzle or riddle a rainbow of possibilities that I could not fathom for you must understand she had always been above me, eluded me Her keen intellect kept her a mystery for one such as I almost invisible what I lacked in deduction I more than made up for with my emotional insight I knew it was there, tangible if only I could grasp her meaning but a ghost is impermanent and that moment so … Continue reading Enigmas

Today’s News

Indelible, the touch of the restless dementia hours of nothing dedicated to the honors we are pleased to abhor in small plaid workings of the horse’s hair shouting mayhem in stocks bonds straining against the drying out of decency we manipulate the ruins just to see what comes out of my madness is beautiful too far gone in this muddy water blues gripping the railing about the digging of my bones pirating another soul  with cash money brothers, am I my brother’s keeper of bees in my bonnet and the tearing away of starlet dancing survivors on tv surviving in … Continue reading Today’s News


I went seeking the Father and found Barbados island sands and ocean mists cleansing the need for salvation the calm killing me the balmy melancholy and the dogs barking in the deep evening skies my Kismet skewed by drowsiness a longing for the rivers and mountains of home my spirit wanes and flows like the tides leaving memories in thousands of broken seashells along the shores of my mind keen insights into the lost times of the past… her. Even though you were gone I tried to build a better world, as you would have I took a ship to … Continue reading Barbados

Sun and Grit

every time I stare into the sun I recall the weight of my gun sounds and smells, angry and foreign I am America’s displaced sister and son every time I look up at the moon my death could be awaiting me over the dune o God, Mom,  I hope I make it home soon before I’m lost in the desert with my platoon the one time my friend got it in the head all of the world turned a bloody red I don’t know how many we left for dead was it our actions or something I heard said Everytime … Continue reading Sun and Grit


Love, prayers and strength to my fellow Texans.  God be with you. Ways to help: Hurricane Harvey Relief https://www.redcross.org/donate/hurricane-harvey https://ghcfdisaster.kimbia.com/hurricaneharveyrelieffund https://www.unitedwayhouston.org/flood/flood-donation/ https://disasterphilanthropy.networkforgood.com/ Home https://donatenow.networkforgood.org/feeding-texas   Continue reading Texas


An inference of platitudes a circle and defining latitude, a foreign thought, a cross across sovereign skies intertwined tales of lassitude a 3 pence secret and yellowed articles that speak of it In front of the old brownstone with the oaken door a brass knob turned the opening thereby, gaining entry in time born of an odd soliloquy the remnant unfettered I noticed it changed your gait left unlocked, the gate swung in silently on freshly oiled hinges privy to the partly secluded, you saw the closing once you spoke of the orange Tom-cat asleep on the porch. Certain you … Continue reading Circles


the touch of the taste of patterns in my drying mouth forgone conclusions river rise in the summer south you will never quiet someone like me ever again the combustible secret stolen out under you my friend seeking signing soiree eyes dark raven black point movements in rhythm quaking tearing at the joint mobile massive missives masticate unnerve today fate many times over the process unable replicate another missing picture faded on the crumbling wall hand and head and feet and ears ringing drowned doll I don’t recognize featured masque becoming my mother hearts outside beating peaks hands not of … Continue reading Patterns

My Fear

Pander to the knowing rough cheek rouge red slapped resounding cutting monolithic like the ego burning at the front In mourning find amusement In sorrow cannot fathom what your abuse meant sign of love, gift of hate what was the need you possess to feed me scraps from your plate I desire the longing of peace I beg for another blow to the head being unconscious is a small release I do not know if you be man or beast Your eyes scream with the knowledge of violence I grow so small I am become least Ponder all the knowing … Continue reading My Fear

Never Far From Me

Seeking mischief in former minutes, we tessellate the pool water, pulled out by buckets shower, bodies and hair beading oils of lavender, rose and cream something good awaiting us at the interlude, four-score and 7 minutes in your gravity, I stumble out in rapture enraptured, grievances lost and abandoned along the way, not once this close to anyone than this motley assemblage of teen angst and cool clothing, jackets made by local designer among the waves, and Doc Marten Tees spin the bottle and lie anyway, tongue in cheek Drink Drink Drink Drink BONG Never will we love like we … Continue reading Never Far From Me