I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.
Alone time
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I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.
Fat balls of yarn crowd
my home like clawless kittens,
needling me to start.
Making travel plans,
like getting dressed for a date,
is a leap of faith.
Like flickering tongues
of flame in green…blue…red. Just
plug in and enjoy.
Like speed dating, if
they make a good impression,
they come home with us.
Inside the snowglobe
winter’s still life settles as
flakes swirl in the air.
Urban mall jungle.
Shoppers prowl for deals, fangs bared,
credit cards dripping.
Viriconium,
Gormenghast, Majipoor. Dark
journeys. Twisted dreams.
White has many shades.
Shadow blue, sunlit gold, grey
of approaching storm.
Small delicate word
studies of a larger life
viewed by an artist.