"To Touch the
Face of God"
Gas House
paintbrush and pen
wounded banished their pain
brought protest in word and art to....
Venice
Thanksgiving
pumpkin
pie and whip cream
no one will miss that piece
of golden crust on the next piece
yummy
The First
Rapper
jive talk
scat man caruthers
as if there was another
communication of the blues
yea man....
Childhood
stones skip
across the flat
ripples upon ripples
reach the other side, tree tops wave
"The Cove"
A Hawaiian Hero
winter
Eddie Aikou
surfing competition
sixty foot faces "he would go!"
surf's up
Life Cycle
algae
iridescent
under a million stars
ripple effect so infinite
rebirth
Nature on a
Roll
storm watch
snow in the south
a purification.....
of sin city, what are the odds?
dicey!
Free Form
if you were
to ask of me
a favorite color
it would be
the hues
in a spinning crystal
rainbows on my wall
little bridges
to secret places
as the soft
tendrils
as the soft tendrils
of spanish moss
catch the first light
of day....
on one side
the blue grey breeze
takes away
the night
and the sun shines through
lighting up
my mind...
the coffee kicks in
and the words flow
Bush needs more
shoes
all puckered up
to silently whistle
a wall flower...
with no shoes
sent 'em to the bushwhacker
so, okay I dance better in bare feet
more sole
and as always I dance alone
in the shadows
to the beat
of bamboo wind chimes
