Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Fury's Battlements

Sometimes the head is spare.

Plus Nothing

Count the many pleasures
and erasures. What goes up goes

Thursday, September 08, 2011


The cold, when filtered, becomes the light.

Saturday, February 19, 2011


As we are projectiles so shall we be
in flight.

Hope and Fear

There should be a sign at the crossroads of History:

"Idealism kills."

Sunday, October 24, 2010


I feel what the flamingos feel.

Saturday, September 18, 2010


To hide her secretive nature, she came out into the open. She smiled - the smile hid a silence...

She spoke, but there was stillness in every word.

Saturday, September 04, 2010

This Time

Pocket blossom: the heart

Saturday, August 21, 2010


Where journeys are is where I am
How deep is within?
"Bounded in a nutshell"/ "Infinite space"

Ravelling and unravelling
The maker of the maze - where is his plot?

The thought was what stopped me
And space - where it started again

How is it I find myself?
A little lost
But not enough

This whiteness

All the pictures were false
And the words - just were