Traversing Oceans

Traversing Oceans Often Iโ€™m writing poems Even I donโ€™t understand The words just seem to flow from me Like water from the hand Though there is some deliberate direction There is always also splash The life seems just to splatter It stains the crimson sash I often love to drift along Sail the open seas…

Cosmos

Cosmos we live in a cloud of stardust Hydrogen, helium, thyme we think we are nothing yet we are part of a vast universe we think we are everything yet we see nothing of our future selves we are part of the suns, the galaxies, the moons yet all the while no other will ever…

Windowsill

  I usually don’t explain my poems, and this one today may seem so trivial and simple, but I must explain it. I live in Redding, CA where we just experienced one of the most devastating fires in California history. Entire neighborhood blocks are gone, burned to nothing but ash and rubble and chimneys. Burned…