pretty ugly

Handsome words Dipped in vases Until they don nicely  As bouquet and fountain Lovely and sensible Like a proper lady Button lipped Perfectly poised  Elegant in aesthetic Drawing accolades Like ribbon into bow  Wooing sojourning eyes As beacon and lamppost  Come spy beauty here  In the mist and midst  Of weary and wear A table … Continue reading pretty ugly

loving kindness

My heavy hands fall to the wayside, reluctantly lulled to rest by unmerited good. Not getting what I deserve, I am utterly disarmed. I suspect the best technique for loosening a death grip is to go limp in surrender. When there’s no fight-back, I’m left showing only my ruinous self. It becomes a one man … Continue reading loving kindness


I think I’ve been seeing it all wrong. I’ve never been one for abstract art, but it probably has to do with my depth perception. I’m nearsighted; I can’t see far away. But abstract things require the ability to see beyond, and most times well beyond. I like sensical smears and strokes. I really do. … Continue reading abstract


The geese are honking overhead like a siren for the coming cold. In their departure they forewarn. Farewell, fair weather friends; I can feel winter in your wake.  Frosted glass is the new view — inside the house, atop the vehicles, through my glasses. It simply means there’s warmth on the inside, and that’s a … Continue reading seasons


I managed to pull up all the sunflower stalks and burn them down to ash. It always feels a bit counterintuitive to do this, but it’s the best way. Throwing extensions of yourself to the fire is never a natural practice, unless you understand its usefulness.  This is the season of debris fire. You’ll find … Continue reading decomposing