My heart is filled with a wanderlust for wild lands Where footsteps don’t interrupt The mellifluent silence Enveloped, within desultory bird calls   My eyes want to open at midnight Under constellations they don’t recognize And in them, read stories about parallel universes Where people breathe and dance underwater   My bombinating head refuses to be still It churns out palpitations at duple rapidity Forcing … Continue reading WILD LANDS


I watch as the steady rain, falls softly. The air inside this place, sticks to my skin, more than I am comfortable.   What is this barb in my heart that twists itself a little deeper on days like this?   Is it the memory of me as a child, in a different house, watching orange lightening flash across the sky, while thunder made the … Continue reading REFLECTIONS ON A RAINY DAY