fringe selvedges

The pulse of remembering
The arc of thought
The fiction of determining
What wrongs, I’ve wrought.

Soldier Field, Chicago – November, 2025

The lash, of freedom
Our fate, so near
The wisdom, of experience
Revealed –
By fear.

Morocco, November 2026

Looking for you
Looking at me
Seeing our horizon
Breaking, us free.

Casablanca- November, 2025

Deep down denying
Your fast moving state
Designs to entwine us –
In new directions, of fate.

Blowing Rock, NC – October, 2025

I worry and worry and worry
A lot
I think that I’m really just
Something –
I’m not.

San Juan, PR – May, 2025

When you see
Your beginning
Come from, its end

Your never
Stop winning
Your focused, transcend.

StreamSong Black, Bowling Green, FL – April, 2025

Steady movements
Shaky rolls
Stylish swaggers
Burns –
Fashions coals.

Amsterdam, Leliegracht e.o. – April, 2025

Bright and buffered
In the white glaze –
Glossed, with the snapshot of now
Frozen, in my mind
Loved, and treasured
Upon the path of my uniqueness.

Tignes, France – March, 2025

Walking through the gate
I push my will,
to wait

A fathers, son, relates
We play –
The game, of fate.

Muirfield, Scotland – August, 2024

Charging through the ether
Being chased, amongst the heat
We see the lost impressions
Within the meanings, of the Street.

Memphis, TN – June, 2024