How distant it becomes

How distant it becomes

Ashes can’t burn again

Arms full of kindling wood

To light the now not when

Living in the sunrise

The gift of a new day

The unchartered and wild

Is just one step away

Passing threads without knots

Passing threads without knots

Lost button, falling star

The world traveler or

Lightning bug in a jar

Days looking like statues

The changes are within

The same fingerprint but

Not the feelings herein

Vibrant velocity

Vibrant velocity 

Dreams in real time racing

From Canal Street to Park

The trains not outpacing 

Oranges in the market

Scavenger hunt list find

Joe Jackson’s Steppin’ Out

Is not just state of mind

Wanting to say much more

Wanting to say much more

Words harbored in the heart

Scratches on the surface

Of watercolor Art

A weighted blue ocean 

The sky lightened with white

Our flesh blurred into sand

Like gulls that can’t take flight

Snow Hill to this small child

Snow Hill to this small child

An invite for embrace

Yet fear of ridicule

Okapi in disgrace

A panic hope for rain

To wash out the gather

Forest retreat to be

Left alone the rather

Town crier on tender

Town crier on tender

Nights willing to listen

Shouts avoiding shutters

Words so loud they glisten

Verses mere c’est la vie

Perched butterfly flapping

Not moving onward but

Pondering the grasping

The harvest hangs heavy

The harvest hangs heavy

The golden light is gray

The monarchs have moved on

The geese are on their way

A preview of autumn

It is always the same

Except for the newer

And the fewer we name

A table and a chair

A table and a chair

Someone is left standing

If the point is to gain

Deeper understanding

Can we walk together

Sit closely side by side

Common is the weather

As moments coincide 

Words in wrapping paper

Words in wrapping paper

Torn up and tossed aside

I guess it is the thought

That counts and cannot hide

Children making handprints 

With rain left from a storm

Here hoping they will last

In some old fashioned form

The narrow path widens

The narrow path widens

Slim pickings to frontier

A shepherd without flock

The self to commandeer

From slip to an ocean  

Definitions to doubts

Symbols to abstractions

Pinpoints to thereabouts 

All the tenses are here

All the tenses are here

Soap bubble swirls and floats

Paint colors on houses

Outdated winter coats

The days in charcoal sketch

Old age in craquelure

Experience matters

Says a childhood mature

Building themselves bunkers

Building themselves bunkers

Some of the mice are rats

Doctor Frankenstein’s school

Building GPT chats

And destructive weapons

Out of their own control

While building surveillance 

Masses under patrol

Gloria we Ms. you

Gloria we Ms. you

The manosphere is square

Inequality is

Increasing everywhere

Brothers or museum

Men choosing the wrong Tate

Masculinity is

Not dictatorship mate

Louise Nevelson sleep

Louise Nevelson sleep

Into the blacker black

To then dream profusely 

In fantasy flashback

Wake and see locust trees

Some leaves small yellow dots

And bruises on your skin

Cancer causing blood spots

Sadness is dripping in

Sadness is dripping in

The pails out to catch it

Holes in the roof not fixed

May need to re-thatch it

The work is not easy

The pace of each new hole

Understanding reasons

Like playing Whack-A-Mole 

I was my own best thief

I was my own best thief

Dreams halved and halved again

A child’s blanket reduced 

To threads to make us men

Choices for the moment

Thinking that time is long

Time cannot be stored up

Compromises were wrong

Such an eerie silence

Such an eerie silence 

The skies without airplanes 

Two fingers of sadness

Fallen on old Dutch lanes

So many families 

The loss of yet to come

Miss Liberty witnessed

Yet she did not succumb

Lilies of the valley

Lilies of the valley

Beneath a dryer vent

Tumbles down the park hills

In Springs that came and went

The brief peony blooms

The daisies split and shared

The hummingbird moths and

The red cardinals paired

Blue, magenta and white

Blue, magenta and white

Love of another shade

Not the red carnation

Or paler painful fade

Not purple valor or

Black as a club or spade

But in the twilights where

The sun does not pervade

Arrested by beauty

Arrested by beauty

Migrating monarchs meet

Small swirls of powdered wings

Along a busy street

An older woman stops

And joins the scenery

In the shade on a bench

Blending with greenery 

Germany not again

Germany not again

The Alt Right is not right

Why are we so lost on

Supremacy of white

And it is not normal

For someone to support

A rapist pedophile

While innocents deport

I dream for you my loves

I dream for you my loves

Trees are heavy with fruit

The walk to oases 

Are kind in your pursuit

May you grow how you grow

An architect of you

An engineering mind

A heart as big as true

Say goodbye in a lull

Say goodbye in a lull

The fractions taking toll

Time was once a giver

But now it seems it stole

Silent persistent thief 

Where do memories go

Why are we witnesses

Surface and undertow

Territorial be

Territorial be

Acres of thoughts apart

What beautiful treetops

That rise above each heart

Let us meet at the stream 

Messages to exchange

Between the embraces

No emotions of strange

Friend did we find a fork

Friend did we find a fork

Not agreeing on kind

Necessary define

We are not of one mind

Not opinion but fact

This ignorance is brash

What of humanity

Our foundations in clash

Into the abattoir

Into the abattoir 

Children pulled from mothers

American Dreamers

Soon there will be others

Protesters stripped of rights 

By masked men causing hell

There is one exception

Young Pierre Damas Bel

Yes I am not the same

Yes I am not the same

Foreign language of change

I became fluent in

Thereby finding more range

The rotation of crops

Is better for the earth

The potted tree given

A bigger pot of girth