Seafoam

I created a sea As boundless as an idea Undulating inside my head Begging to be contained An all or nothing proposition Down on one knee Completely half-life Transposed in shades of gray Left in the sun to fade Then slipping away Back into the ocean Serenely composed and calm Yet slipping beneath time Fractured … Continue reading Seafoam

In Morning

Every morning I leave the house when the sun is just making its way up the Eastern sky, and sometimes even before that. The air is a brittle one that early, heady companion to the cool dew that has settled on the grass in the front and side yard. I jangle my key chain as … Continue reading In Morning