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…


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…


Alternate Possibilities

If a rose were a lily, And a lily were a rose, Bank notes were poetry, And…


Dialogue

I looked Death In the eye And said, "You want to rob my breath? I'm not…