(PAD #029) the basics (are enough)

I am takingthe air it is mineto breathe I’m taking it iningesting itturning it converting ituntil it is me I can feel itgoing down it feelslike life amidst all and everything dyingit is goodso good . . . so very good to feeland to bealive ______________________________________________________________________________ Would you like to be notified about changes and …

tell me everything (about you)

Inspired by the phrase 'tell me these things', from the poem 'Madonna of the Evening Flowers' written by Amy Lowell. This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project talk to me tell me thingsyou thinkI needto know pour the yellow liquor hot into my shot glass speak of lovetalk in tonguesof fire tell me …

(PAD #028) winter day (silence)

it’s silent here inside my head I am alonein a daypreoccupiedwith its ownaffairs leaving mewith distractionbutmy passing thoughts as empty as breezethrough the oak tree in winter the sun is wan what it projectsis a pale imitationof heat it too ispreoccupied thinking perhapsof what’s to come some dayin a billion yearsit might see redand explode …

a brief sojourn (in rain)

Inspired by the phrase 'Let us go then, you and I' taken from 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock' by T. S. Eliot.This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project would you walk the day isun-inviting sending messagesthat tellof better thingsindoors the rainis a drizzleunabatedsince the middle . . . yesthe very middle …

(PAD #027) one time (midnight dancer)

wetat midnight the raincomes down the heart of winteris a downpour I liewakeful I lieno sleep I lie with the soundplayingin my mind and I half-dreamI’d like tostand underneath it raise my head close my eyes fall on mewinter rain I will danceunder your lines splash my face soak my feet fall and fallas thoughold …

wisdom (but only small)

Inspired by the phrase 'Creeds and schools in abeyance' taken from 'Song of Myself (Leaves of Grass)' by Walt Whitman.This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project and hereI consider for myselfmy own inclinationto utterance what I think what Ibelieve myinclinations all those things as yet by meunspoken creedsand schools of thoughtthat I choosenot …

back (into grey)

Inspired by the phrase 'the yellow smoke that slides' taken from 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock' by T. S. Eliot.This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project the fog rolls inthrough the streetsof my town the shadeshiftsfrom black nightinto grey and my feet sound clearbeneath the shroud . . . closerto a …

lucky one

Inspired by the phrase 'I long to kneel instantly at your feet', from the poem 'Madonna of the Evening Flowers' written by Amy Lowell. This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project I wake upto a shining day no smokeno cloudto play beforemy eyes I look across the skyto the goldand to the blue …

(PAD #026) mag-pen-pie

the magpiecrosses the veranda I am insideon the first floorgazing through a window I am visitorto a cup of coffee outsidethe tables and chairsstand emptyon a cold day and the magpiewalkswith insouciance between tablesuponto a chair across a table acrossonto a chair then a balustrade beforefalling . . . gliding . . . flying flying …

a kiss (for the worthy)

Inspired by the phrase 'a spear of summer grass' taken from 'Song of Myself (Leaves of Grass)' by Walt Whitman.This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project the susurrations singto their gentlingby a breeze blown a kissthrough the unbending spearsof summer grass are ripenedand waiting to cast seedinto the careof that passing grace is …