A Taste of Honey

Honey poured from his mouth Or was it the holy spirit?

Boston

Mask

Head to the city, the streets are the same, yet for some there is something new on their face Meanwhile Continue reading →

Open Road

I am an open road, yearning, searching, moving forwards, too curious to ever give up Full of pot holes, diversionary Continue reading →

Awe

Disjointed wind chime by closed window, denied your true purpose, open the frame and set you free Wind, can’t see Continue reading →

Covid, the Vulnerable, Mental Health and Me

I’ve been self-isolating but not just from the corona virus but from the news. The endless cycle of mistruths, disturbing Continue reading →

Closeness

Being too close, restlessness, stillness, quietness. Grow wood for the trees. The difficulty is one of perspective, you have freedom. Continue reading →

Holy Hue

Festering intolerance, tumbling memories in sleep becoming incoherence, no time to stop, take stock, of what we’re saying.  Look up, Continue reading →