today~

today~

yesterday was the last day I heard them the chirp and song of not-yet-dawn bugs the crickets and the grasshoppers praying mantis flies and moths none of them beat my screen to reach my morning light nor sang through the open window as I poured my first cup of coffee...
it occurred to me today

it occurred to me today

That my highest ambition -and yes I seek regularly to realize for myself just what this is- my highest ambition is to be what I already am. All my dreams and vision and hopes all my strivings and seekings and going-ons all aim at this same  thanks to Thomas...

in love~

there was nothing familiar about it Absolutely nothing unless of course I went to the city the seedy side the sketchy memories of rolled up car windows and tightly locked doors only in passing-through moments fleeting, in my memories return. yet it lives now boldly...

dogmatic~

I sit at my window you know the one I’ve shared it many times now these past few years the sky brightens      briefly then erupts sun light lite. passers-by traverse the sidewalks no matter the hour some look and can’t see others look and...

they say

there are stories in each of us multitudes living breathing from the mulch of days weeks lessons inches ticked on the pantry wall rising heights not met always by rising hopes. they say there are stories in each of us multitudes. to tell them is it an affront a...