I hear the ocean call in fall – For others, it’s a summer thing – But me, it’s water that I seek, And not merely the sunshine Another sort of teeming world That comes to life again in fall, The way that I do, every year, When all the swelter’s passed I’ll head out to … Continue reading ""

Never / Tuscany

Never have I been Tuscany, except for books and movies. Still, I have an image of it, bright within my mind — Beautiful, with long and shapely trees, out in the fields and vineyards, Distants hills and waiting meals of succulence and wine — Never have I been to Italy, at all, to any region, … Continue reading "Never / Tuscany"

Journal 2018-04-03

5:17am EDST I kissed you goodbye; You smiled although You didn’t wake — That will have to be enough. 7:51am EDST Nothing is more shared Than the annoyances of airports, And few places do people feel More personally aggrieved. 9:14am EDST Patience is a virtue — so they say. Here’s a chance for merit, at … Continue reading "Journal 2018-04-03"

This Sting We Feel

This sting we feel’s because we’re new, We’ve never felt this way before; The billions who have known of grief Aren’t useful for this, any more Than anyone who might not know Because we’re lone, our sorrow’s lone. We want to share, but don’t know how; The burden shames us, weighs us down, Fills up … Continue reading "This Sting We Feel"

Hallways : Luxury Hotel

How did I ever end up here? It’s like a sort of fantasy – And yet, these halls are real, And this is happening to me But sill, life’s downs and ups They are but little understood: And when I wasn’t looking Things turned Good

Hallways : Modern Art Subway

She’s walking through an empty hallway Looking at the color all around; On business there, the first of three days, Glancing at the new sights to be found Yet, Amsterdam – she’d always heard of, Never thinking that she’d ever see; She’s walking through an empty hallway Varicolored Modern Destiny

Travelogue Cabin

The journey’s almost over But the miles roll by at the same speed as ever Whatever all I’ve seen And wherever I’ve slept My dwelling has remained the same Perspectives can grow Ideas can change But they always stay within the same house They started in

The Last Resort

The last resort we stayed at wasn’t Half as nice as this; Its swimming pool was bathtub-size And smelled a bit like piss — I am so glad we found this place: It’s beautiful. But still — We’ll have to find a last resort If we’re to pay The bill