2022 — Begin The promise of a bend in the path, set your steps assuredly into the light breathed softly between the boughs of your guardians.

silver threads find us — Spilling through your silhouette of trees, find me on this lonely night, throw your cautious beam across my hands opened wide to feel the crackle and spark, a memory of time and heat of love, so true caught in silver threads slipping through fingers to be returned to you. Spill…

Calling me home — I need you today, to walk with you to hear you argue with me spitting your foamy curses over rocks and felled trees caught in your haughty currents. See, here I am, holding the power of time of eons, in which you’re but a meandering stream always hoping to find your way…

A song binds generations in dreams and love — We once lived in south Florida’s perpetual summertime. Upon the cool terrazzo floored rooms with expansive glass doors opened, letting in light and the tropical breeze scented with gardenia. …

A life I thought I wanted — Where were we before winter’s gloom surrounded us in silence and despair? We came to meet you, wife and children apart for months from a tender life under the breathless blue sky of a Colorado summer. Together, in harmony below the majestic mountain peaks, outside our window flower boxes brimming with red geraniums watching us leave on our sure-footed walks along meandering…

a writer’s life of stolen moments — As I sit lost in the warmth of a low-angled autumn sun lighting up the green to yellow to gold leaves of a tree in shimmering shades Wait… I leave this page to pull my car forward to grab my coffee from the drive-through window… Where are the writers for…

find your love’s adventure on every horizon — ’Tis no easy feat, forty years or the tempestuous five before. We have traveled far; we two Atlantic to Pacific Tasman to Cortez Caribbean to Coral. We are bound by the sweeping synchronicity of oceans as they wrap our blue orb home always connected, ever watchful, the buoyant ebb and flow of…

a life flows through many chapters — Book 1 Chapter 1: Love Across the sea, love creates…me Chapter 2: Silence Grief weighs heavy, silent. We wander Chapter 3: Sunshine Palms tower, gardenia’s scent, sea foams Chapter 4: Dismal Torn apart, we bristle in rebellion Chapter 5: Calle Ocho Weed, sports, education, rhythm sways passion Chapter 6: Cops…

I return to find you — I return to places that knew us that knew you to find you still gone. Each time I imagine holding you breathing in the salty smell of you, like warm bread. …