"Words ought to be a little wild for they are the assaults of thought of the unthinking." ~~ John Maynard Keynes

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

February 25

5:45 pm.
Clouds, as if birds,
take off in the setting sun.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

February 13

The gift of waiting at the train station in a snow storm 
 that turned to sleet and then to rain















Wednesday, February 12, 2014

February 11

A place 
that held a family
and it's memories
so safely
becomes
nothing
but a location

Each blow
renders
walls
to splinters
rooms
to rubble

Yet so many lack a home.





Monday, February 10, 2014

February 10

I never know what I'll see
looking out my windows.

Saturday, February 8, 2014

February 8

This day was filled with light
that played off leaves
and ice
and glass.