Category Archives: Writing Collections

a library in process holding collection of my writing projects including expository essays, articles for counter-culture magazine, sudden fiction and freeverse poetry – organized by form or collection

Furious strider…

Furious strider
flustered,
cursing into a box

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from Hotsprings and Stubbed Toe, Occasional haiku… 1992-2004

Download Hot Springs and Stubbed Toe (.pdf)

Solarium

Solarium inducing
Hibernation
Rest without remorse

Do I change when the moon comes?

 

Drawing Room / Dream’d – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 2)

Drawing Room Sunday – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Drawing Room Sunday – Items: Forgotten in Drawers2)

Another crisp leaf…

Another crisp leaf
staggers down
cutting close air

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from Hotsprings and Stubbed Toe, Occasional haiku… 1992-2004

Download Hot Springs and Stubbed Toe (.pdf)

Sapphire Beside Me

Sapphire beside me
Horizon flat ahead
Punctually delayed
Allowing movements
And moments in time to gaze

The fulcrum point
between existence and mysterious
Too foggy for memory

We can reframe an unfilling past
To charge a refreshing future
Devoid of expectations or itineraries

These hours are only for us
Curled between Egyptian cotton
Woven in Sudan
Purchased at an Muscat souk

These hours are only for us
To stimulate senses
Of tactility and grace

Sapphire – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 2)

Sapphire – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Sapphire – Items: Forgotten in Drawers

Towards the Yangtze

1

4AM Shanghai
Me, insomniatic as usual
Watching light rise
Through pollution skies
To illuminate building designed
By a committee of Dr. Seuss, Salvador Dali and MC Escher

The ship pulls out through endless gauntlet
of all the ships in the world
Each their own world
Tiny houses on giant barges, flags, cigarette and a wave

2

Yangtze River wide
As a sound
Cozy as an African watering hole
Herds of barges graze
Like wildebeests lady to fall into stampede
When hyena party boats of wedding revellers disappear into dark,
Moored behind elephant cruisers
The bulls wait beyond the marsupial floating dry docks
Holding wounded deer craft
Under gaze of manicured obedient flocks
Of bobbing cranes
Feeding vibes into yawning hippos accustomed to melons
Catamaran racers lean into wind, puny sailors lean to balance for the watches and cameras
As peacocks might
Beneath windmills grindingly faraway wheat

3

The wagon trail of floaters
Parade through river intersections
Obeying crackled jargon appointing times-subject to change
From typhoons, tainted waters, tides and an abundance of caution
And negotiation
Then the dispatch arrives
And like preschoolers, holding a string
The horizon redefines with tankers
Containers, cruisers, scoopers, prospectors, fighters, seekers, and free radicals
Bearing industrial names
Referred by diligent tugs
Pilots breakwater boundaries
And the wake and buoys ahead
Soon they will diverge to transient paths
Using similar charts
And common codes

Contain’d – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 2)

Contain'd – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Contain’d – Items: Forgotten in Drawers

Nothing New

Nothing new about
Night trains
Bound for
Pointsward south

Nothing surprising
About you leaving
Just how
It all went down

I still keep
Not so smartly
Your kissing photo
On my stupid phone

What i thought
Was a seductive kiss
Was the start of
A long goodbye

I loved you
Unmercifully
And i suppose
that’s not my
only problem

You can erase my
Barrage of text messages
And delete me from your stream
But i know i’ll always haunt you
On all the days between

Your vacations to all-inclusives
New years at fancy bars
Can’t make up for my
True affections
Shown sleeping under
Desert stars

You will know how it feels
To be haunted by the kindest ghost
Nothing mysterious
Or creepy about me
I’m just the one you’ll miss the most

I’ve followed your directions
And recipes for lucid dreaming
Put the rocks in careful circles
Sprigs rounding the
Waxy candles burning