3 moons

like shining eyes

there for eternity

stars map the sky

in the morning mist you were not looking

a change of speed arrived unannounced

just as rhythm found its pace

the moon holds a full heart 

as it bounds high above

walk on with hope

spray paint sky
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Never Forget

When the world around you stops and a deep in your gut sickness arrives. “This can’t be happening” repeats in your head. It can’t get worse. Just wait. Ultimate fear begins to set in. Nothing is more real or surreal when you feel the best option is to jump. Disbelief lays down with panic. All unfolding in slow motion. And it just got worse.

A black line pushes toward the ground. Yellow smoke and debris mushroom in its wake. Blackness envelops the chaos. A beehive of activity all around. Attempts to reassure are needed, but fall flat with what you see. Eerie pockets of silence hang below once sunny skies. And once again amidst the destruction, death rains down. Unimaginable thuds haunt in real time.

White dust. Screaming sirens. Emotions flow unbridled. Tears streaming upon empty faces. The blue September sky is still there – holding angels – but it’s hard to see. In an instant everything has changed. Living on will now demand more.


In Our Own Eyes

this love you found

it’s me through and through

it may be broken

but still my love

I give you me

it’s what I have

did I mislead your heart

with a look or promise

did I offer what I do not own

apologies for all I am not

eye in pastel – jlk (undated)

Candy Pink

is there a message 

when candy pink dresses the sky

an ease back in your chair kind if peace 

is drawn out when nature’s heart is on display 

Franklin Farm
cumberland, ri
9.5.19

tell me departed 

do you see what I see

cumberland, ri – 9.5.19

the beauty

the pain

the love

There Is Light

pushed to limits

all too soon

by what you did not seek 

legs of the journey lay ahead

there is a door 

that will lead you out 

the night may be dark

but stars hang high above

holding the sound 

of summer’s peace

it all comes to pass

eventually

in the distance

I see you clearly

no longer stumbling

the corners are empty

as you dance out front

spinning free


halls of massmoca
north adams, ma
june 2019

The Hollow Rain

the hissing is all around

but fading fast

a settled pace had held me in place 

antsier now as autumn looks to find its stride

an afternoon’s deluge 

has left gutters bloated and coughing

the  bouquet of summer rain

brings memories and a smile

steam pushes from the asphalt

as a rainbow confronts the clouds

imperfect droplets linger 

upon nature’s pedestals 

while there is much that is heavy

in this moment there is no weight to carry 

garden post rain
aug 2019