Lingering Thoughts
The greatest oasis …
Walden Pond of the mind
Where lives unencumbered
the best we will find
Nothing so remote
as those lingering thoughts
That live in the wilderness
— of memory uncaught
**
Copper Wire
Trying to break our connection …
connects us the more
And brings into focus
what’s shared but unsure
The closest we come
to ever fading away
Is when we stop trying
— to live every day
**
The Tub Indisposed
The dirty laundry of America
hangs on the line
Unclean in its fester
and soiled defines …
A washing awaits
whose tub indisposed
And leaking excuses
the stains — ill exposed
**
Clearing The Way
Practicing nothing
Thoreau comes to mind
Instilling the hours
with gold never mined
What rushes upon me
once clearing the way
Denied to most others
— who labor unstayed
**
From The Canyon
Entertaining an echo …
a welcoming voice
That comes from the canyon
where depth is a choice
A house guest inherent
who lingers and stays
Remarking my journey
— with each passing day
**
Unsullied Shores
Gauguin among poets
the jungle reclaims
Remote in his anger
the wilderness flames
A beauty transcendent
on unsullied shores
His words to live native
— and wild du jour
**
Crossing Over
Time familiar
while reason lasts
That final moment
before breaking away
Into the ether
of light’s tomorrow
Once crossing over
— my soul relayed
**
Each Tick A Warning
Time’s weapon is age …
the years to sharpen
The days into hours
then minutes defrayed
The minutes to seconds
each tick a new warning
The seconds to moments
— where time will betray
**
Yesterday’s Droppings
Incendiary forces
rekindle your memory
Sparking each impulse
lighting the fuse
To burn through the fodder
of yesterday’s droppings
Turned into ashes
— freeing the Muse
**
Giving Life
“Words matter …”
sayeth Thoreau
Giving life
to the speaker
And hearer
— anew
**
A Robin’s Song
It sounds so right
it almost feels wrong
The days rebirthed
and captured in song
No tears of sadness
unspoken joy
A robin singing
— my soul its toy
**
Fully Committed
Jumping into the pit
to fight the snake
Fully committed
to live or to die
Leaving the comfort
of safety’s restriction
Grabbing its tail
— my fear to defy
(Dreamsleep: April, 2026)
An Anthology Of Perception 