Such a claim to…
ignominious… glory?
the ursine fur I bear
how did we go from
hairy bodies with clean faces
to bare skin and bushy beards?
Drove along, he did.
He doesn’t come / when you call / usually.
Self-challenge, and… go.
I still don’t know where to start.
The Purest Gold
The clouds always part
See the Sea
When will I see the sea
for what it is
and what it will always be?
This is How Love Is
For in the end,
Love Runs to Us,
Grasps Us,
And Refuses to Ever let Us go.
Sonnet XLIII – Unsparing
Whatever form that functions is the thing
That proffers wisdom, be it balm or sting.
transition
wisps of potential
precipitation
occlude
the sun’s rays,
goosebumping
my flesh
which was recently warm.
What a Trip – #SoCS
Little things piled up. Thing which, under normal circumstances, would have rolled off my back, but they ALL. HAPPENED. AT. ONCE.
No Shovel Required
Snow falls and then melts
Further from Progress?
We find ourselves
becalmed.
Whatever.
Whatever.
It Was Very Good
We’ve nearly done it.
Fractured Faces
Safe
in our certain
Somethingness…
Juxtaposition
Clandestinely UnconcealedCovertly ConspicuousExplicitly SurreptitiousFurtive Exhibitionism AllAbove BoardwhileUndertheTable Simultaneously. In a deliciousjuxtaposition.
Between the Cadences
There,
we have choices
that make all the difference
Between the cadences.
Sonnet XLII – Dreamscape Verses
Sometimes at night we’re better than we think; Or So. Much. Worse. when dreams push to the brink.
A Book of Endless Pages – SoCS
Every day is a new page in a book of endless pages.
Deep Thirst
A Sauvignon BlancNearing our parched lips and tonguesSlakes a long dryness
defying atrophy 