A peach tree Blossoming pink, tender In riotous color beside a stream – A puffy cloud Reflected in the rushing water Shadow passing over the wet rocks – An indigo carp Swims lazily upstream Soaking in the beauty
Insomnia
Insomnia ticks off The moments of the dark starlight Where restless eyes Fight for closure Fight to dream In vain, though, Release is elusive The hands on the clock continue their relentless march Towards awaiting dawn – Dream deprived thoughts Marinate in a singular desire For the rest that will not come Circles of ideas …
Licensed Sturgeon
The glow of the fish tanks was the only real light in front of the restaurant. A bored looking sturgeon watched the pedestrians pass by, its prehistoric eyes revealing nothing of its inner life. Of all the tanks filled with various aquatic life, only the sturgeon was not on death row. The others were merely …
A Tube’s Perspective
A toothpaste tube sits calmly on a bathroom shelf. Its white and blue form crumpled just so. Not that the contortions bother the tube, it is flexible in its very nature. Just as walking with their great necks extended doesn’t phase giraffes, the uneven distribution and odd bend leaves the tube completely nonplussed. The tube …
Desert Flowering
The clouds drift Patchy in the aird sky The sands shift amongst shrubs Berms in perpetual, aching movement – Alone on a spiny blade A pink flower opens to the sky Its petals and stamen dance in the wind – In defiance of the dry air The flower glistens with its own dew A colorful …
Pondi Hotel
The song reminded me of a hotel in Pondicherry, India. I had walked from the bus station to the hotel via a coffee shop on the waterfront. I was thrown by just how much French was spoken in the former Gallic colony and had wandered in absent minded wonder around the streets. A rainstorm, indicative …
Memories
I guess, he paused, I guess it was just the mixture- that sublime combination when the booze and the smoke and the night blend together in such divine alchemy that love flows out from every pore with the beads of summer heat induced sweat. When we discussed the future it all seemed so rosy, so …
Smoke Break
The drone of the guitar hummed in my ears . I couldn’t quite get the sound out of my head, even after the band stopped and quiet returned to the basement bar. A soothing jazz track was playing over the speakers to the few people in attendance, and a murmur of conversation was starting to …
Tonal Glacier
The bass line blasted in harmonic frequencies The spectral soundings Of immense glaciers of sound Bearing down upon me with slow, inexorable speed I, strapped into my headphones, could but brace Waiting for the inevitable hit Of sonic ecstasy Of the perfect resolution To the cacophony of dissident chords Into the Omega point of pure …