Vermiculite of Existence

Just tear the bag open Avoid the dust Dump it in Throw in some broken stone But don’t forget a big bag of vermiculite The cement mixer turns Pick up the hose Turn on the cold water Permeate the dryness But no slushing around Find the perfect mix Now let it solidify...

Until The Final Curtain

When life gets in the way We begin again. So I cleaned out my studio Swept away some bad ideas Put the old self in the trash And dusted off what remains Hoping the rest is still functional. Onward, I say. It’s not over yet.   January,...

Thus Have I Hear

Talking to her hallucinations While sitting Peacefully. Back straight. Eyes starring into empty space. The old, blind, Woman, my mother Breaths out… SHUT UP! SHUT UP! Who said you could be in my dream. Meditation Retreat Colorado, October,...