In the beginning

It all comes down to black and white

12' radius at the arched back

12" on the ballet pointe

Toes to heel

Back stretched arms 62"

The radii of the depths and the heavens…

I’ve gathered you all,

out here in space,

to bet on the Earth,

it’s losing the race…

I am eager and amazed ---

wait, sorry, I should not speak

so selfishly ---

I mean, I am honored beyond words

to be chosen for this year's

Wisdom Walk.

peering

into the

oculus

feeling

its powerful pull

drawing me in…

In this maturity,

the Birds keep moving closer.

I have always been

curious about feathers,

drawn to down and fluff,

attracted to glide and soar…

Witness the Before photo. The After version

may be some time coming. Obviously the Reese cup

is the first thing to go right into my mouth. And that dollar bill

and all those random coins. No brainer to snap those up.

I've been looking for my tape measures for weeks…

When you’re down

to your last buffalo

you know you’ve hit bottom.

The good life had dried up

wind-blown to the four directions.

gone forever blue skies dotted with eagles…

It’s the red door that welcomes.

Yes, the pistachio cotton candy

foliage that rises like cloud cover

in tonal harmony with a field

carpeted in cheery morning light

and dappled violet shadow. Yes…

Gasp!

I recognize the entrance—perfect.

She is looking up at me with glinting eyes of adventure.

Take me, take me, take me in…

You lived.

You swam.

You were buoyant.

You were rapacious.

Fern-like suture lines

divide your coiled chambers…

The anticipation of meeting you

on a Tuesday turned to disappointment.

First, I did not know if you would be blue

or green or yellow, a dream, a moment…

What art is this, this burnished scene

that draws me in, 

bids me come inside the frame, frolic there

among these glowing nymphs?

My body tingles at the sight; I wish to swim…

Turn left, then wait one hundred years.

There on that eastern slope where sky presses

Earth into dusty mulch, you'll see

A grove of twisted messiahs. Fifty,

Sixty feet high, mostly leafless now…

Bombs away

Here come the peppercorns

Why you always gotta stand out, pepper

Be like your good friend, salt, blend

But no, you come rolling in with your mile-long missile shadows “ Grind me,” you say….

Beneath the snowy mantel cold and clean

The unborn grass is waiting for its summer coat of green

The snowbird sings the song he always sings

And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring.

When I was young my heart was young then too…

I am drawn to travel in this

Chaos, confusion,

Dizziness and instability.

I vowed to keep my balance…

Miss Fancy Pants, saucy lady,

you look so smug,

but you only go for small prey:

moles, voles, mice.

I run with the big dogs…

I will hold you in my hands

Raise claws against monsters

You are safe within my dream

I see you

Even in my sleep I am awake…

Father - Son trip to Europe

2001

I dream of Art in Paris,

Gaudi architecture in Barcelona,

Roman ruins in Aix-en-Provence, France,

Showing Mathew where I once lived in Torino.

Mathew dreams of…

at first glance

her eyes

drew me closer

silently she spoke

as if she knew me…