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…

A Testament of Time

As dusk descends into the valley beams escape the sullen sky reaching to touch the Rez of marsh and pine with golden rays that shine on this land that knows the devastation of policy. The orders were to clear cut and pressure the people to farm a land not farmable leaving an empty shell of…

4 Early Poems from my friend Chris Granias

Early Poems Chris Granias forest autumn school bell farce, blowing the auburn hair into young summer’s hand stretched for alms. 21 June 1971 The waltzing lady turned her head in my direction and winked at the window— it was snowing. Cars and subway el trains clankered thru the years. The lady stopped waltzing and fell…

Another Moment

Beneath the numbness a tingling comes and goes announcing life and death pain and loss in a world blinded by difference and run by fear the everyday is flavored a mundane mix of denial another moment gone another kiss missed 1000 steps behind my yesterday’s lover tempted by temptations wrung through blades of glass today…