Port

My friend, my friend! Can you hear me, my friend? I lost you in the mist–…


Drinking Song

To pour, to pour To drink, to drink. To numb my core And not to think.…


The Buddha's Departure

Upon the royal bed they rest: My dearest wife, my infant son. His head…


The Storm – Reprise

From the other side of your safe little windows You admire me. You write…


Sounds and Images at The Threshold of Sleep

Some strains, some notes a soft light flute. A flute, a lute, A blaring…


Resolute Siddhartha

I can no longer see that shining light when I close my eyes, see that…


Arrivals and Departures

Waves upon waves–darkness and light Waves upon waves–laughter and tears…


The Storm

I am the storm I come bearing colorful flower petals Dancing in the wind.…


Winter Through the Window Frame

Winter's breeze: Like a whistle through Tortured trunks and twigs of naked…


Campfire

I saw the sun go down last evening. The sky turned from blue To red To…