Fjordscene Poetry

Breakfast porridge, coffee, steam in gentle curls, a yawn from time to time, flannel pajamas, morning breath, a memory of thoughts that come and go – a sip of coffee more, dish-washing spoon and plate, a minute lost in thought […]

I – ephemeral – wander about. The sadness of a place whose ruins give the only semblance of permanence. The waves rinse the shore awaiting the day they can clean away our presence for good. I feel their hunger – […]

A pile of rubble, bricks and timber scattered on a plain. Some cluttered lines of trees alone is what remain. And weeds are sprouting through the waste uncaring and unkind. But then again – how could they care – does […]

Old, torn lace hanging draped over a sunkissed face. We’re old as a species though the planet thinks us young. … Paint that scales off house facades – crackled pavements worn by decades. Weathered, wooden fences – weathered, broken tiles. […]

SPRING: The buds that unfold and grow, the dew that resumes at night, droplets in beams of light, dispersing remnants of snow. SUMMER: The skin on the back of your hand, the sunshine through the trees, the veins that pattern […]

I have so many questions; at least one for every person I have met, both the ones alive and the ones who are dead. I have so much to ask everyone because I want to understand my life and its […]

I left my soul up on the beach as I dove in the sea of poetry and as it lay there – out of reach – it was grabbed by a wave and returned to the sea And now I […]

I distilled my soul into poetry and the pureness of my heart was re-directed entirely into producing art And now when people see me there’s disappointment and scorn since all I left for the world to see is everything that […]

I am tired of searching for something I’m not sure to find. I am tired of writing words I’m not sure I even understand. I am tired of editing poems written years ago and try to make amends for visions […]

I saw her in a vision – an image of perfection – I know her to be real yet unreal there. So many things could happen but not one did – and I am left here now, alone – the […]

I draw life and life draws me too but life does it better than I ever do.

Crack open the sun just to see what’s inside – perhaps a warm and cozy spot wherein to hide? Fly straight up and out of the atmosphere – perhaps it is quiet and peaceful out there? Take out my brain […]

Watching tableaus change before my eyes – people moving, scenarios altered, everything now happens in a sort of vacuum – all outside of me and I outside of all. All outside of me and I outside of all I float […]