Friday

06232017

to a thought that dropped by, uninvited:

you offered a pronouncement, bluntly
i offered a response, politely and untruthfully

but here is a truth,
because i should say it:

i think, in this moment,
about how accidental you are

how incidental,
in your own inconsequential way

how small you are, and
how i trifle with your nothingness, and

how you keep returning
for more… and more… and more

Monday

06192017

another mindful serendipity...


emptiness 

fills the hours
not for an absence of
things to do
but for an absence of

emptiness

Thursday

06152017


stillness.


oh, and gratitude!

.
.
.

so long as this space unfolds,
i spread myself within it
like sun rays in rippling water.

Sunday

06112017

you ask me what thoughts
ravaged me all night as
i lay awake, alert,
vigilant.

but, the thoughts are not at fault,
i think to myself.

it was the sound of the wind
wrapping its wings around
the flowering daisies,

its hunger raw
with certainty.

Wednesday

06072017

to one who stopped in after a spell of time:

i am the one constant in this garden of 
undressed words and candid life. 

you will come. 
you will go. 

i will stay. 

watering my thirsty soil. 
nursing my primal roots of humanness.

.: loss∞desire∞obsession :.

if you tread,
tread gently, please.

Saturday

06032017

she said,
it’s been so long.

i said,
so long since when?

she said,
since we last sat together.

i said,
time is a social construction.