Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“I’ve spent a lifetime trying to learn the language of the dead” ~ Jim Harrison from Sister in Songs of Unreason In the quiet early hours before morning blooms I yearn to catch their voices amid the scattered ruins and revel in… Continue Reading “Minstrels”
A dying friend once asked of me, what is death? You’re a poet can you tell me please, what should I expect?
“The hardest part is when the river is too swift and goes underground for days on end” ~Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason My soul the river rushing over stones of memories buried in sand some more grand and beautiful breathless times remembering glistening… Continue Reading “Gravity”
I took a nap and wept for no reason” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason And when I weep are my tears the color of the turquoise sky reflecting in my eyes or are they the white feathered clouds… Continue Reading “Spectrum”
“The mountains are so dominant that some days the people refuse to look at them as children turn away from the fathers who beat them” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason She was the mountaintop on which I stood Breathing the pure air,… Continue Reading “Sea Level”
“Just beyond the bruised lips of consciousness.” from Birds Again ~ Jim Harrison The stars once bright in eyes now faded and gray viewing the world through tangled trees a purple haze of permanent contusions, amid barren thoughts of rotting leaves… Continue Reading “Crushed”
A promise made lifetimes ago among the milk glass stars as music wept from clouds raining down their melody soaring among the galaxies, defying time and space
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