Concerto for birds
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush I. Unskeined, the goose leaves the sky unplowed to pick my seeds for food. II. Uncommitted crow caws waiting […]
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush I. Unskeined, the goose leaves the sky unplowed to pick my seeds for food. II. Uncommitted crow caws waiting […]
Come melt me, thaw me, lip me with your sips of sun dissolving snow. O light of March dear equinox come melt me. let me bubble throw my socks. Dance […]
Chess mates, drawn to checkmate when white plays black, as always in a game again where winners take it all and pawns are sacrificed for kings. The white queen rooks, […]
This angst — my legacy and wound of mouth. my moaning heart of night. Now skies have shrunk from closing branches overhead Now mossed the air constricts and with a […]
Selfied, Instagrammed, Cinderella photoshopped herself from mobile home to Paradise Hotel. Prince Handsome swimmingpooled his rippled sixpack, hunks as Midnight tweets goodbye. Eloping Cinderella leaves, but traced in IP-numbered Facebook […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff