The Old Apple TreeShe was here when I arrived. Subtle. Unassuming. Unremarkable to look at. With so much nature all around, She was one of many. Of…May 19May 19
It’s ComingIt’s coming. I can feel it in my bones. That first little seedling Taking root. It’s coming. It’s calling. With an urgency I can’t ignore…Apr 28Apr 28
Changes of LeucadiaHold my hand, baby boy. Change is scary. But I will be your rock. And, you, mine. Ever stronger as we lean. The waves wash over us - Grief…Apr 14Apr 14
FogThe fog lingers. Shrouding the light. Delaying the dawn. Thwarting illumination. Visibility impeded. I can’t see what’s ahead. My little…Apr 12Apr 12
RunningHit after hit on the pavement. Like a reckoning. Pounding… Merciless… In her skull. On the ground. Reverberations of impact in every…Jan 8Jan 8
Coming HomeIn fact, myself. I am, in fact, myself. I feel, in fact, myself. I see, in fact, myself. For all the striving and struggling, The years…Nov 12, 2023Nov 12, 2023
PlantingWe planted a tree. An apricot tree. Its fruit will feed the generations. Golden honey sunshine In the late fall afternoon. Rich chocolate…Nov 6, 2023Nov 6, 2023
Two Years FreeI sit with gratitude. I can hear myself think. The beautiful knowledge: I don’t need to drink. Not even “need,” I prefer it this…Nov 6, 2023Nov 6, 2023
Hunter’s MoonHunter’s Moon. The light, betrayed. Snake in the grass. The wolf that strayed. Scorpion’s tail, Swirling round. Churning, sweeping…Oct 29, 2023Oct 29, 2023
