illusory inhabitants

the dawn was the color of pain 
you know, it can be total nonsense 
driving through a provincial 
town, where every…

Feeling My Bones

Walking through life and death

Home is Where My Star Stood

Interspersed thoughts of a lonesome stargazing wanderer

culture clay

on an empire 
I will overwhelm you…
I will take glory 
from your children’s mouths 
as you tiptoe around 
the sacred fair 
where our…

Going, Going, Gone

A fall from grace

Water pulls, pushed by luna. 
Count the number of ins and outs 
in a minute or an…

We Are the Problem

A pre-school teacher’s concern

Poem: The Midnight Passing

The Midnight Passing

I watch the windchimes

I have

I watch the windchimes I have

Vail of Tears

And Pain

Upon her cheeks, a veil of tears,
A shroud that veils her inner fears,
A fragile bridge…

Miso

Murky like pond water

delicious is more than surface deep

Make a start and good things will follow

I wasn’t such a believer in life changing events, to me life was something that keeps flowing in just one direction and you just keep living it. But as I have grown older, I have realised that it is too complicated to just keep flowing in one direction, it…