The Untitles
Untitled 2
Aerosmith
comes together
as I sit, separated
by the miles of life
that lead us
here.
06-09-13
Untitled 1
All it took
was a smile,
a look across an empty bar
to fall
and topple
into the glory
of your attention.
All it took
was a moment
as you looked away
with flattened lips
to realize you didn’t care.
06-09-13
Untitled 4
Today you spoke
to me through a crisp breeze
which originated
from nowhere
and gusted truth
into closed ears.
My eardrums echoed
paradise can be
melancholy
and even you
feel sorrow
under a hot sun.
I reached for your voice
and felt pollen drift
through my fingers
as you faded
over the unseen
ocean.
6/13
Untitled 3
Open eyes and hearts
gathered along fiberglass doors,
embraced with luggage and kisses
that consume—
people, leaving so close.
Blood shot eyes and
dragging suitcases, coats
and glances thrown in
hurried dismay toward
feigned familiar faces
wearing cracked smiles—
returning, departed.
06-12-13
The Pacific 2013
Art at the Biennale in Santa Cruz Bolivia by Sonia Falcone
Untitled 5
Tonight
the evening dressed your skin with
a smell of you that permeates my dreams—
I wake and feel your arms
resting across me.
Your smile infests this night;
clouding my thoughts as smoke,
rising from wet logs
under a mist
of bad decisions.
Your ghost sticks to my clothes
with a stench of apprehension. And
by passing no judgment upon you,
I’ve passed the entire weight of choice
to you.
11/13
A Summer Solstice
For You
Silence sits, waiting
as it tastes the sweat from your body,
holding tightly under a moon trapped outside your window.
Because silence caresses you like
a cool wind against its face,
carries the scent of you across the ends of earth.
You cannot hide from silence
as it is a ghost
drifting among wild ancient hills and
dust ridden desert cities
waiting for you.
It arrives as a demon
pecking your shoulder,
laughing as you slam creaking shutters
violently against its visionless strength.
For silence sees you in a light
of a sun no longer afraid
to let the Fates bless you,
bless you with years of smiles—
holding you with a golden passion
as guiltless and free as the wind—
So forgive me for seeing such promise
dancing in my eyes as I examine your
every word. I only mean to cup your heart
in gentle hands and contrive
thought to feel your gaze.
10/09
Poets of the Great War
Who is your favorite British poet of the Great War?
Great Poets of the 20th Century
Self Portrait
American Pilgrims on the Camino
- Macs Adventures
Great site for self guided tours, whether it be walking or cycling. The link covers their packages for the Camino. - American Pilgrims on the Camino: Route Overviews
The site helps to promote the Camino in America as well as provide great information for people interested either in the Pilgrimage or just searching for information. The above link shows the variety of paths one could choose.