September - October 2010 | Mother Nature, Father Time
There is freshness in the air and she can smell it right away, as she squints through her lace curtains at the bright autumn morning. She’s seeing the sun after a long time, maybe she has been waking up too early, working too much. The smell of fresh roses and lilies filled her room and […]
It was the first time Sid had seen stars in New York. He’d been the star on stage for half his life, but the blinding stage lights would never have let the beauty of the real stars — the ones in the sky – come through. Sid lay with his last bottle […]
Waterfall over mossy rocks
Washing everything clean
with a heavy blanket
of downy light flakes …
The crisp air holds the scent of fall. Tommy sucks back his mucus, laughing at the gurgling sound it makes. Like a choreographed dance, his little brother Josh turns his misty blue eyes up towards Tommy, letting out a full-bodied laugh before toppling onto his knees. …
Summer exploded with you,
Forever sat parked in the color black,
Days inn, room number three-twelve.
Cap turned backwards, hair askew. …
He steps out of the bathroom
just showered
typical man
The young blonde waitress
flashes her dark eyes,
a warning not to comment. …
In the dark seeing
pink patio petals;
no one can see her
penning new words. …
Falls like invention, a bright idea
onto the road, the side of the road …
At first she thought the buzzing was coming from the phone in the hallway. Then she recognized the alarm. Just a second later she heard her father – was that brittle voice really his? – yelling something about frost. She lifted herself up onto her elbows and checked the clock. It was two in the morning. …
Lightning streaks across the shy at midnight.
Small lightning bugs will burn just as bright. …
Sunny Elan Valley
punctuated with polite motors
and cyclists puffing energetically …
A wonderland of ice and snow,
around a crystal lake,
there walks just you and me
and snowmen in our wake. …
True, you walked out the door,
never looked back at what formed
your beginning, …
my father
an artist
in 1969
became a father …
The urge to cry is deep within you.
You want to be numb,shut it all out. …
Her being,
almost
monochromatic …
The first bone of woman
shines with a spectral glow, …
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