Things fall apart at the edges, and on approach Distortion in our vision spreads like cracks on pavement Under that splintering bridge lives a prophet...
Over the Chasm
The Moon Watches Over Us
I was distracted by the moon when voices fell like rain And brought me back from the light beyond that distant window Your smile an anchor in storm-tossed seas Hands that calm the fire for now...
Bridge in the Woods
Far off beyond golden fieldsThe irrigation ditch begins its life as a springThen bubbles down a rocky slope to unspool into a ribbon stream.Wildwood and brambles grow alongsideChoking the Earth for a chance to drink.A man stands on the stream bank, seeking to cross.He watches the spun glass ripples of stream over rock bedImagines the... Continue Reading →
