DON’T COME TO TAME THE CAT

  Red sun burns below a blue moon and the tiger rips through trees to escape the cat. Sometimes small things need to be as sharp as an icicle even when the sun comes to burn red beneath blue moons while she sings of those crazy cries of Havana’s love. She sang of Paris once […]

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WHEN WHITE FALLS BLUE

  Snow falls and the darkness drowns in silence, a hush from the heavens falling, so slowly, even crystals cry. Are these the tears of angels weeping who’ve watched us, falling, like this slow snow, like their tears, trembling? Snow falls and there’s a stillness and still all this silence between us. Bruises covered in […]

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THE THAW

  Blue is the breath, blue is the earth, morning, early, the sky a clean canvas of white and the earth; blue, a bed of frozen blues born from dawn’s breath, a blanket of freshly fallen slow snow, trembling along the hairs of the land, caught in the calm before the crunch, before the footprints […]

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BOOKENDS; BOY SO BLUE

  Sitting in a park in Paris, France as kids climb trees they’ll soon outgrow and birds busy their feathers in a dance of freedom we’ll never know. I fall through thoughts as someone tickles strings on cords too distant to be discovered and wonder where you sat; on the orange carpeted concerns of the […]

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A SLIP AWAY FROM BLUE

  Eyes a slip of grey from blue in a city not known as home, on a mountainside to shelter a temple, she is as welcome as the wind is warm, she was there before us and we were caught before we knew it. She carves life, carefully, like the Buddha etched into stone, the […]

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BOY SO BLUE

  Sitting in a park in Paris, France as kids climb trees they’ll soon outgrow and birds busy their feathers in a dance of freedom we’ll never know. I fall through your thoughts as someone tickles strings on cords too distant to be discovered and wonder where you sat; on the orange carpet caressed by […]

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