• Quiet Resolve on a City Bus

    I watched him passing by, a figure in the street, a personality, silence is resolute, his posture apparent, resolve clearly unknown though imagined, a stillness suggestive of peace, or perhaps concern from a distance it is always difficult to know what passes in the mind of a person, an individual a figure to be recognized…

  • Wanting Discovery

    I am that person you see every day, in a coffee shop – caprice with friends, at the prom, nervous, in every crowd shot of each rite of passage, walking to school, waiting nearby, the one that popped out of a crowd with a smile, genuine and as easily drawn to cry as allow laughter.  …

  • Speak Silence

    When the hour will wane, our heart is out of place, when we wish only disdain when logic has no trace we might imagine a different take on the notions ahead, a far greater value at stake than an ego’s reactive head. Can we ever imagine, just a singular reaction, might we step out of…

  • When I Was A Child

    I remember I could believe in magical things, the diamonds we cherished in wedding rings On a sunny day, I could imagine I’d see forever when rainbows appeared, I would run until never. ~ When I was a child I recall all of my scary dreams were mysterious inventions of my fears it seems. While happiness,…