Monday, March 19, 2012

trains

plaintive whistle sounds (and my)
heart fills with longing-
curious
to find where the steel rumble goes and
where
it has been
the adventure of the travel,
the distance and the
land



Sunday, March 18, 2012

Monday, March 12, 2012

(untitled poem)

the singer's voice in the
 coffee shop
changes
the molecular structure of
my
presence

then my being becomes
a
floating awareness
in this
light-filled
space

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Sunday, March 04, 2012

Saturday, March 03, 2012

the dreaming recall...

I have been working so much and sleeping so little that I have not been able to remember any of my recent dreams. Last night, however I did sleep, and recall this segment:

i am standing in line to at job #1 when i realize that i have to go to job #2 later on that night, and as i realize this, i break out in sobbing tears, crouching down into a kneeling position i am crying so hard...a couple of people come over to comfort me and see if i am all right...