Showering after a brisk walk through nowhere on the treadmill Shaving to make sure I don’t rough up anyone I hug with my two-day face stubble Looking for my trusted bar of Ivory, ninety-nine and three-quarters pure and it is nowhere to be found I am out of soap I look around the kiosk of […]Read more "Shower Of Ice And Fire And Blindness"
Standing under the tree I find shade It’s a remarkably warm Florida day on the tail end of January Immediately, the wind gusts and the humid air sprinkles me with its magic dust I sneeze I pause Is this the remnants of a never ending cold or am I about to be attacked by a […]Read more "I Sneeze"
Early morning drive takes me back to old haunts Café con leche starts my morning as I forgo my usual black coffee No artificial sweetener for this concoction Time for real sugar, otherwise the nostalgia is simply not the same My Cuban toast arrives and I realize that this is enough bread to feed a […]Read more "Alas, So Must I"
From her vantage point I’ve often wondered how she sees my colors I’ve shown her every shade of my red from muted to vibrant She’s seen my darkest black, a hue where all light has been vigorously hidden She’s seen the yellows of despair and the yellows of childhood nostalgia She’s seen me in disguises […]Read more "The Colors Of Sunday Morning"
Reality opens its window and tosses bits of fate out into the banks of lessons Fragments of a destiny we neither own or control are spread over the canvas of our existence in a hue of absence Forcing us to face our emotions, display our feelings and react Life is a series of these reactions […]Read more "We Were Here Together"
1975 and 2018 collide today in a mixture of wants and needs I can’t easily describe I don’t know why I miss the what and the who I didn’t have for long (as much as I still miss him today) Wounds of the heart are supposed to heal with time Forty-three years is a long […]Read more "Forty-Three"
Noise contained is nothing but noise Fear its opposite Silence contained is like a ticking bomb It waits It demands attention It will find volume It will find the boom Sometimes by showing the carnage of emotional damage Sometimes by muting the colors of an otherwise healthy soul Silence breaks out and when it does… […]Read more "The Silence Breakers"