write 31 days: dreamscape – day 15

dreampoem: the words, engraved Well, it’s 6 a.m. here in New Hampshire and I’m in Paris, again. My small group has just arrived.  I’m among throngs

write 31 days: dreamscape – day 13

the light enduring   It hardly bears saying  that my life is dreamed. What else could it be,  the puddling of moments that  flash like


façade Last night I dreamed:  I’ve left my hotel early, before my companion wakes,  and I’m wandering the city. The buildings, the people,   the streets

Tell About Night Flowers

Tell About Night Flowers I don’t think it’s morbid to watch a strand of my drifting white hair — removed from my shirt and dropped

Write 28 Days: Landscape of Memory ~ Living Room

This month, I’m writing words and posting images relating to the landscape of memory. I hope to write poems most days and also share photos,