One tired sea shanty, sung low

“There comes a wave in the sea of man
When you can’t swim back again”
from “He the Richmond”, Jack Bruce

Human frog

4 am. Cajun’s Wharf, Little Rock, Arkansas.

Poetry

Between the Clock and Hell

A Short Poem

The unforeseen

awe struck by the blooming of buds,
a poem born in a far-off land,
of rolling death and unghosted space,
the mind’s asylum, a…