Celestial Sisters

The Pacific Ocean is akin to the face of the moon by both its size, unfathomable, for a mind such as mine to properly compute, and likewise, its effect of uniting men and women for eons. Through the history of humankind in all its bloodshed, and orgasms, and soft drinks, and me, the moon hasContinue reading “Celestial Sisters”

Whose idea was this?

Who built this railroad? How did they come to lay down track ‘tween house and river in such fashion as would drive wedge separating me and my family from nature’s flux of fertile luxury from its eager and ever-so-forgiving embrace? What hand made thee? And what hand do we owe thanks for tearing it asunderContinue reading “Whose idea was this?”

Back on Earth

~Part One~ There is a bright light. Then, everything else, all at once. The stars and the trees, and the grass. You know it is night, and you are standing in the middle of a country field. You don’t know how you know this, but you do. You look down at your hands. You knowContinue reading “Back on Earth”

garden party by the sea

The vessel moored and bobbing in the bay With oscillating motion ripples light As fingers tickling nature t’wards delight And boat entices ocean into play While waves of forest veiled in misty grey Do blanket slopes, en-masking mountain’s might No coat of trees could hide from mortal sight Those earthen mounds that eons took toContinue reading “garden party by the sea”