Calendar Pages

recent dawns have her bound in chains newly linked

an innocent young spirit has begun to shrink

I promise to not let her drown

even as I’m sinking down

I keep feeling I should be further down this road

leaving mistakes strewn among the miles strode

my head is filled with words of song

that dreams have written all night long

if I ink them on the page or sing them out

will that alleviate pain and doubt

I live my days

learning to use the love you gave

believing what happens has some reason

keeps me moving from season to season

birches in the back
Lincoln Woods, Lincoln, RI


a funnel once wide took it all in

now empties into destined urns

thru holes that remain from the bullets of time

draining much of what had pooled inside

just before mornings light

memories in ashes can be seen

like petals strewn on dead end walks

intended to not be gathered

they mark a path yet taken

this past is for another

as mine was for me

hope renews

city trees
Boston, MA

A Partner

both of us wounded

sporting scars

some worn as badges

others hidden

past hurt unresolved

there are pieces 

some not meant to be saved

a barren destiny

sits alone

like liquid in a mold

filling each other in

preserving one another

when it gets heavy

breathing for each other

a peace pulses below the surface

we are so much 


Mass Moca – North Adams, MA

Hold Your Ground

blowing through every season

it’s nature’s matter 

no rhyme nor reason

carrying to and fro

sometimes taking 

what you’d rather not go

what is received in the shift

you cannot predict 

burdens and gifts

it may seem quiet

on days calm and still 

changes linger, don’t deny it

all around you

winds whip with change 

let it flow through

A Late Entry

cool crisp sheets invited me in

shielded with blankets 

I could stay forever 

but I will get up again 

up or down

the dial cannot turn

as the knob was lost long ago

the sound seems off to me

locked doors 

are they new or old

I’ve stopped looking for the key

time to break them down 

wind rattled the windows last night 

was that you

that carried the gust

I was there listening

Fading Into Morning

bombs drop 

from the sky

I want to hide

I do not run

on blank pages

I share 

what is held inside

often waiting 

far too long 

reaching out

through these words

seeking release 

not answers

dark victories 

follow heavy shadows

am I looking for forgiveness 

from someone else but me

when I wake 

I look to make my peace

with the day

that follows the morning sun

puppy paws
October 2019

Unseen Sketches

taking on that pain

has me driving all night

the distance doesn’t help at all

it’s my head that’s filled with you

life carries on without

not just for now


we all get through these changes 


I don’t need you to come back to me

is a lie I tell myself

a glimmer in my rear view 

is what keeps me pushing on

Jackson, NH
July 2013