Two Dreams

TWO DREAMS The room was breathingthe music light and 1960’sHe could feel the constraintof the Marine aviators in the corneras they fit themselves to the roomCocktails were simplebourbon, waterNext to him, his Mom and DadAs the dream started  to fadehe rememberedhis father was deadso quicklyhe turned to him, saying “Give me a hug”They kind of hugged […]

What’s True

Note: This poem was written shortly before the birth of my oldest daughter What’s true in this warm and rowing cave I move I see quite far despite the darkness The light I feel is strange to this tightness and constriction growing in me I moved once so freely all around danced and wound and […]

Games

My Baltic house may be seedyNot up to your blue BoardwalkSince I don’t charge you rentYou can judge my intentBut now you own my whole block we play games My right foot Twists to blueYou rise with a hand on greenI counter. You lean.I wonder: Are we falling?Red, and both of us are sprawling I […]

The Room is Quiet Now
& Backstory

I sit on the patio where thefine delicate scent of her flowersdrifts in the airThe hospice nurse’s hand on my shouldertells me the machines and tubeshave been removedWhen I entershe is lying quietlybut her eyes seek me outIt is time I don’t want to get the ring past the knuckleBut she opens her eyes, insistingI […]

The Shape of Death

What the shadow line leaves behindlingers, leaving shapes now defined I wander among the curved thoughtsPush gently on the rounded memoriesand watch their surfaces distortStanding still, I wait to be impaledby the sharp points of regret My mistakes cloud the evening skybringing the rain pouring down my faceBut the kindness in the windrouses my feet […]