Snapshot: Girl Taking A Selfie on the Beach

The day seemed gray and sorry, When by the shore, in rue, I saw a girl taking a picture Of herself and the ocean, too. And I laughed for a moment, thinking, How petty thoughts can be: When there are wonders right at hand If I would simply See

Snapshot: Woman Waiting for the Subway

The world weighs on us heavy, The world will hit us hard; There is no place to hide from grief, No shield, or bodyguard, And I could see it all with her. Perhaps you'll understand: When sympathy, like air, flows out, It's not at our Command

Snapshot – Forest Sunset

The sun is setting full behind the treesIts rays like arms that reach up in the skyThen slowly start to fade out by degreesAs crickets sing an evening lullabyWith frogs that you can also hear nearbyAnd wind and cars to finish the refrainSo put down everything that's gone awryLet go of all your sorrows and … Continue reading "Snapshot – Forest Sunset"


He thought they’d had, for them, A quite good day. He took the garbage out Before she asked, complimented Her on the new hair style, and Listened for some time after Inquiring as to her day He tried to make eye contact as She was taking unusable things out If the refrigerator and moving them … Continue reading "Recoiled"


I observed this while waiting to check into a hotel.

A Bittersweet Memory

She felt the river take her back To when her days were young: When lights along the fireplace And Christmas tree were hung When somehow tears began to flow From secret, aching wells: The promised magic she once knew In harmony And bells

early morning on the train tracks

setting out to sightsee breaking out of boredom met by misty morning aching antemortem dim the destination dark the track we travel limited our license larks unreel, unravel

snapshot: bench in autumn

september, ending up like a story that lost steam in about the fourth chapter, but which you felt obligated to finish, since time, like other investments, stays adhered to our attention