Gone

I stepped into a cove of time at the edge of a neighborhood where down the street an old lady sang the finale of her daydreams the sky hung close and whispered wayward secrets in this place of ruins and relics prompting me to disbelieve the promises of architecture Sure, you can go inside and … Continue reading →

The Dairy Treat Princess

At fifteen, I found myself intricately studying the architecture of hamburgers and following the instructions of my uncle regarding the assembly and appearance of such culinary delicacies. Uncle Ron was my mother’s older brother and they were just like peas and carrots, as Forest would say. He knew the food business as he had established … Continue reading →

Bicycle Glory

The smell of rubber even now means anticipation shaped into bicycle tires getting that new bike riding on seat springs and sunlight skirting a pathway to the sun legs turning to jelly pumping pedals flying down Pine Street and Jr. High too summer yawning ahead like a billion burnished promises gliding along the edge of … Continue reading →

Hummingbird

The hum of wings mid-air pause hovering my quick gasp of breath at the sight of the brilliantly colored throat swift flight eyes darting furtively eyes that perceive the smallest motion, a breath In another time other birds have worshiped at the brim of massive orange trumpet vines now becoming folio sheets torn from life’s … Continue reading →

Captured

I was captured between the whisper of seasons lost in autumn bliss the pull of school campuses taste on the tongue, a tinge of cool relief, but then the melancholy of slipping as all the seasons of the past have eased in and become fragments. Between the lacy crispness of leaves the bounty of a … Continue reading →

Looking Homeward

As Thomas said, “Look homeward, angel” and every now and then I run along the arroyos and narrow paths of an earlier time. Sometimes meeting myself halfway in sometimes not. Noticing the changes in windswept tides. Still seeing those original bones pulled over the truth and past drowning in yesteryear’s music knowing fully that one … Continue reading →

Monuments and Memories

They carved you a monument black, glossy, light bouncing stone now reflecting that brilliant sun. There you are keeping company in a field of pioneers. We ran together back in the day through streets of youth alleys of fashion bell bottoms and funky clothes liking Frampton loud. You tempting the Netherworld wearing your black eyeliner, … Continue reading →