Category Archives: Imagery

october musings

chilly, clear autumn mornings
tap me on the shoulder
press into my pillow
lead me to that timeless place
where age and years
are replaced by grace.

the subtle heartbreak
of the Indian summer
that tricked
the cherry tree into bloom
is all I am aware of.



elegy for a bed

tussled sheets
create their own wake
living underneath
i give more than I take

remember when
alone and still
running up that hill

all at once
your smile is where?
i want my fingers
running through your hair

tussled sheets
create their own wake
living underneath
hoping not to break

tussled sheets
create your own fate

remember when
sitting so alone
how i wish i knew
the way back home


clean slate

β€œTo laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends. To appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

Did you see the moon tonight?


and the shadows stalled into

-effervescent seconds-

I lingered even still


I feared I would catch death,

but instead felt the breath

of a new lover

and small instincts took root

splaying their fortunate fronds before me.

The lasting night briefly stopped

and I could watch the wheel,

the terrible wheel


without me on it.



watching the world spin around

I often forget

what pleasure it is to watch the sun go down

above the tree line,

the thick November rust of what is left

of the leaves.

Granite slopes away towards

everything else

in closer to solstice


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Autumn in the South