• Ding!
    inspired by co—star’s message to me yesterday
    the distance between a text message and a poem is a matter of attitude

    every message is sacred,
    an incantation of protection,
    whether read or unread

    magic doesn’t care nor
    does my belief require proof,,,,
    when i tell you goodnight

    a star is born in a cloud of gas
    and space dust —
    these electronic missives

    from my heart
    to your phone
  • like the wind
    bend                me
i’m a sapling 

 hard and soft 
          tender shoots

i’m trying to grow

the sun is sparse and
                      silent

sometimes a breeze tickles my elbow

and i extend my roots          away
    bend                me
    i’m a sapling

    hard and soft
    tender shoots

    i’m trying to grow

    the sun is sparse and
    silent

    sometimes a breeze tickles my elbow

    and i extend my roots away