Wednesday, May 22, 2013


Heart like a Texas tumbleweed
traveling, tachycardic through towns of ghosts
destination unknown.
Gathering speed and dusty lust...
Turning. Seeking.
Rolling on.
Passing by a burning bush
bouncing upon rutted roads
of long ago love.
Forward moving and always
with a fickle wind behind.

Which way will the wind blow today?


Just a short little verse today for

Trying to break out of my writer's block...the topic for  Open Link Night..

Wednesday, May 1, 2013


The symphony of renewal
begins again on time
greens creep in
we blindly watch
not seeing what we sense;
primal green so dense
so lush the branches sag
the familiar weight of leaves.

The grand reunion orgy starts
and the birds join in,
the bees join in
the earth joins in
and the sky joins in
pouring down the wetness
that keeps the greening coming.