
the pink sky
is clothed in soft clouds;
the pink sun
is naked
and hides behind the bushes–
the dreamscape is set
–photo by me
the pink sky
is clothed in soft clouds;
the pink sun
is naked
and hides behind the bushes–
the dreamscape is set
–photo by me
–photos by me
the storm arrives just as the sun set
–photo by me
smoke strangles the sun–
still its light dances upon
the shimmering sea
–photo by my son aaron
snake
sinuous, sinister
slithering, striking,smiling
such slinky striped skin
serpent
–photo by me
–photos by me
–Photo by me
invites us to roll down it–
and some day we will
like the rhyme of jack and jill
we’ll tumble down together
–photo by me
of ancient alexandria
prominent astronomer
erudite philosopher
they flayed your flesh
down to your bones
with shattered shells
and sharpened stones
zealots thought you
blasphemed christ
and made you pay
a horrid price
Someone once asked,
“Why do you wear
That crusty old hat
On your head?”
“Because it feels
So good when
I take it off.”
–Photo by me