winter’s mat

stared black spots blurry
as lazy back row leaves
cascade to knees
mid rush-

wonderin’ how mighty oak
knows to let go-

while i still roll these
ulcers ‘tween ice

presumed it’s a tree’s own needs
that steer leaves’

when there’s fainting
possibility that leaves offer
their humility

as welcome, warmed
for whisper’s snow.

The Dreamers (be leavin’ streamers everywhere, even on mirrors)

inspired by ‘Dreamers’, a song by Icelandic singer/songwriter Soley and accompanying music video. Painting is by Michael Lang. (linked below)

dreamers flush abyss
with freaky streamers

feeling fine, towin’ line
and lacing beauty’s bows
for march of ties.

then learn, quick turn,
toes burn n’ only
frostbite thaws
the mind.

yeah, i hold my heart
for dreamers, cause
they find us ‘spite
harms we hide.



Words in Wires

Is a poem about writer’s block just writer’s block’s last resort? 😉 . Words inspired by artwork by Leila Moazzami and Eduard Malingue. (linked below)

spells it out
in magic, just to
draw strings back a bit

chewing vowels in a coma,
strike my pose and
surplus commas

all down this page,
to up the drama

muse perched high-wire
like some frozen
table bird-

snow drifts past hope
in hibernation,

hums tune so tragic,
it shuns all word.