Work and Sails are Balanced

How my latest work project evolved from a chance fish sighting.

Madonna in Red

On winter nights, the sodium street lamps cast gashing shadows. They scribble on the cobblestones and walls through cables and wires that hang like abandoned nooses. A few restaurants welcome guests but many of the cafes are shuttered. A mist settles on the plastic-framed menus hanging beside the doors. Looking through a window, two local…

Tempting Invite

Wet between your toes Softly walk upon the pond Beware of below  

Passion and Pain

Leaves thrust, firm and new. Breathing with callow desire. Petals rot like flesh.

Look Up

Don’t confuse the day With those who see the light. A shadow cast cools.

Heavy water

Eight point three pounds. Gallons upon gallons. Displace me now.

Dawns

The one word to learn. In any tongue is thank you. Rising from your bunk.

Ebb and Flood

To the sea you run. I am bound for now and stay. One blue and one green.

Home

In a flat I rest. My neighbor, her blooms are fresh. And the rich look down.

Making The Most Of A Good Thing

Recently, I was gifted a large freezer-bag full of walnuts. Delicious too, all on their own. But there are only so many fists full of walnuts anyone can eat at one sitting. And I got to thinking, how else could I use them, given the provisions I have on board? I didn’t want to make…