…tires. Didn’t Neil Cassidy or the character based on him in Big Sur have a tire job that […]
No nap, today, fought against pull and push to do so. Thanksgiving over, wife out shopping at one […]
One of my characters littering his studio floor with sheets of short verses and poems, some haiku streams […]
Be back… First verse done. In the mood to only free write and compose more verses, something to […]
5 Demanding presence of a wine, I don’t know how many times over. From the deeply intended notes […]
3 A more fun and universal style and shape, step of SB that I’ve met of late. She […]
Push door open– Why, I can see through. Tripped over the pew.
Start then pause, what for a— new talk, or tick Tock from a biased clock? Poetry not coming […]
Tomorrow, waves high— I beg tidal, unseen, drawn. Done with repeats… Fire.