Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

even waking up
an exercise in courage
to check morning news



quiet prayer

may sanity find a homeward path
one day soon

reaching to
those on the
other side of prayers

impossible to ignore
the headlines crawl
into my coffee

syllables beckon
right combination
space to breathe

bam boom lull
hopeful thoughts
ac fan hummmmmssss

a moment of care
only me and you
in this crazy world

noondrunk. tired. what
is that delusion doing
in my screw driver?

news from home

one short walk
deliberate steps
he's hit by shrapnel

response


morning sit
bamboo mat
power of thought

overcast afternoon @ 4
screwdriver plops down in front
she always knows

my drink wired
3/4 vodka & splash of o.j.
the night commences

one time i saw
d.c. on fire, smoking
against blue desire

morning haiku sunday
police conversing, radios on
great voices, so adamant

(the voices in this part of usa are a unique blend of dialects that still change every 50 miles or so....)

In deadly conflict
There is no right
The butterfly screams

clouds cover
sky like place mat.
bill evans tries heaven

mind drifts
from childhood nest
to cries of home

rain all night
blackened the roads
sunlight seeks to lighten them

august rain in
California--a
hummingbird smiles





august rain in
California--houses
now wet ashes

worries dissolve
a sunflower stands tall
to welcome us home