Woodsy Escape ( rewrite of Bones)

I taste the air of times past
as she walks and I ride
toward the tar covered trail
lined of birch and pine.

A distant hum echoes
softly in the breeze….

Bones

I taste the air of times past as she walks and I ride toward the tar covered trail lined of birch and pine. A distant hum echoes softly in the breeze as I tell her a story a memory of another time walking with Willow on my back and a leash in both hands a…

Modesty & Humor

The Open Fly In a bathroom cubicle 3 x 4 all fumbled in fury, I question the modesty of the open fly. As shadows dance along the walls, a cat listens from one side and a button sounds innocent enough, right. Especially, next to the integrity of the strangers eyes peering from beneath their brows,…

Ancient Stones- A Villanelle (rewrite)

                Ancient Stones Stones whisper the truths of history buried deep below our pit of fear ancient tongues tell stories of mystery carried by water they travel swiftly tumbling between realms and here stones whisper the truths of history only a few hear without prudery bestowed a gift with…

Stuck in the Middle

Through halls of unwritten law, I walk with uneven steps behind footprints of change listening to her dramas of song with no manual or directions to guide. I walk a slippery line trying to keep up guessing on the moment to give love and when to lay down the law. I see the girl no…