' THE HAPPY TRUCKER AND HIS PH-PHACTOR'

" the perhaps of it all "

for years, I've loved

the word 'perhaps',

 

seemingly for the way

 

it simply sounds

plopping

 

from the plump

 

of my soft

and eager

tongue

 

slipping

through my

lively lips

 

into this blessed

tragic world of

 

now or never

contingency.

 

Will the creeping snail

cross the broad and

dangerous sidewalk

 

or be crushed flat

and slimey

 

under a well-worn

boot of the hurried

gardener

 

worried in the flurry

of work, 

 

perhaps today

he'll make

 

the funds 

to feed

 

his brown skinned

hungry family?

" THE EMBATTLED DRONE PILOT EXPERIENCES THE INEXORABLY TRANSFORMATIVE POWER OF MUSIC UPON HEARING 'US AND THEM' BY PINK FLOYD AND QUITS HIS JOB AT ONCE" original painting--48'x60' acrylic and pencil on canvas

'A GEOGRAPHY OF HOPE' original painting-48"x60" acrylic and charcoal on canvas

Heidi in Kauai Following Her First Year of Leukemia Treatments---She Embodies A Geography of Hope

hidden gardens of Baja

'THE INEXORABLE REMOTENESS OF THE DRONE PILOT' ( 48 x 60" acrylic on canvas)

prayer poem

May you rest easy in 

afternoon's hammock

 

woven from the care

and kindness

of friends

 

and always awaken

replenished

 

while a cool 

breeze kisses 

 

and caresses 

your skin.

 

May the generous

hummingbird fly

 

from flower to flower

in your green garden,

 

each sweet second

another surprise

 

for bright eyes

now ready

to see

 

great silver light

shimmering

 

all ways thru

 

and out of

the darkness.