Time & Tears…19 years ago I discovered you were to be, and the joy was as an explosion of light.
The Music of The Spheres…The Music of The Spheres
Something Else…My knees scrape upon it. / I thrust my toes deep. / My hands quest into it. / Grasping, delving, desiring, yearning. / ... / Kneading. Else. ...
The Working Man’s Special (Based on Keats’ “La Belle Dame sans Merci”) …And so each Friday I’d go cash my check, after the job, when the kids were still in school, and the wife was still at work…
My India…When I was thirty, I decided to travel back to the country of my birth. I was restless then and was itching to spread my wings and fly. ...
Rest My Burning Heart…All forgotten / in your embrace
Brunswick Street…You silly fool
