18/F/Where minds go to dream    "Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before." - Edgar Allan Poe …

how oft in life do we presume, take for granted grants so extra-ordinary that we forget to remember the extra and see only the ordinary. …

M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …

when I login, my truths insist, all the rest is vanity; so you see the writing comes hard, but the knees promise with every step …

I fear I'll do some damage one fine day, but I would not be convicted bya jury of my peers Still crazy, Still crazy after …

“What does god ask of you? To act justly, love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” Micah “walk humble and the path will …

M/Inner Shelter    Writing poetry since 2002

tween the heart and NYC    only love poems and other complaints; “teach me where the apostrophe goes, the comma and why the question mark is curved and dotted like my …

on a bus near you...    eye am a recording devicespecial filters of my own prejudice. eye live in various bus stops where punctuation of life moments need not be, are …

“these words are my own, their conjunction is a junction to you, and a holy constitution for me.” W.S. “Dance me through the curtains that …