fringe selvedges

the loose end of poetry

breakthrough

A sense of movement, upon me
The call that shakes, of now
The time has come, for a presence
That will let my soul, allow.

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Howard Air Force Base, Panama – October 2016

whisky mike

Carving through the current
Cruising through a space
A vector to our way point
Resets –
Our sense of place.

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Baltimore, MD – September 2016

distance

Light from a shadow
Sneaks from within
Waking its master
By shaking –
Its sin.

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New York, NY – September 2016

tiled floors

A consciousness framed
As a moment, remained
Is the answer
To a question
Unchained.

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Milton Point, NY – September 2016

reach

In the emptiness
I see volume
In the blackness
I see light

Through sheer will
I won’t surrender
As to the darkness –
I am sight.

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Maniwaki, QC – August 2016

transparent

I feel the soul within me
I want to see its trace
I need to hear it answer
My question –
To my face.

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Grand Rapids, MI – August 2016

Nida

Uneven –
Trembling with steadiness
I sense movement
A shifting of balance
Realigned to an unknown
Marker
That senses a weakness
A fear of itself
Within a knowledge
That is trancendent
And silent.

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Kowloon, HK – July 2016

addictions

Ever present whispers
Scream behind their shroud
Calling fellow voices
Out from hiding –
In the crowd.

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Port Chester NY, July 2016

Prahm Ranch

I hear a distant rumbling
I feel the strength of space
A want to wish to live for
A place –
Of noble grace.

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Glenwood Springs, CO – July 2016

edith read

Running from my future
Hiding from the past
Making every second
A present moment –
Meant to last.

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Rye NY, – June 2016