fringe selvedges

the loose end of poetry

Route North

I scrape,
I turn,
And yet cannot,
Unlearn
That yearn –
To be better,
When burned.

Killington, VT – December, 2021

East Monroe

The cold, anticipation
The arc, of forbearance
The slow, walk on nerves
In the dark –
Of transparence.

Chicago, IL – November, 2021

Longboards

Clearing a vision
Feeling it’s tide
Awake from the issues
That crush –
A solemn pride.

Isle of Palms, SC – October, 2021

Snaux

Living a memory
Feeling its drag
Touching a vision
By dogging its wag.

Hirshhorn Gallery – Washington, DC – October, 2021

#whatliftsyou

Imagine what feeling
You have left –
Inside

To issue
A mission –
Of love, and of pride.

Detroit, MI – September, 2021

Dog Hous

Gathering up,
For my storm
Getting ready,
To show

I reap,
What I vision
And I seek –
To boldly go.

Vail, CO – March, 2021

Cassidy Ridge

Gliding through the ether
We slide into the night
In awe of next gen wisdom
As we watch –
Their souls alight.

Telluride, CO – January, 2021

Screven Road

Down my latest, memory, hole
I cannot,
Find,
The end

I try to keep, my focus, up
To somehow,
Now,
Transcend.

Lake Lure, NC – January, 2021

Lagunamar

Breaking through the pressure
We rise –
To fight and see

That what we thought was given
Is not –
And will never, be free.

Cancun, MX – December, 2020

Stuyvesant

Searching for our balance
We seek, suspended time
To find, that one true thinking
That behaves –
As a non-thought crime.

Milton Point, NY – November, 2020