Utopia Revisited

  1979-the year of  feeling completely free, undone, blown-away in love, living a blue haze of contentment, everyday was ours, being who I really was, independent again, full of hope, glad to be alive, beginning to trust my instincts and decisions, knowing my soul had found its mate. Utopia?  There is an ancient Greeks definition of that place:…

Summer Morning

Longevity potted in white.  Perfection in succulent, tenderly bruised. Tiny sanctity crippled with love. Fore-telling, awaiting, disclosing, longing-for The rising, blazing sun Of a Summer Morning… Source: Summer Morning

Red Heat

Sing a long song, read in surreal.                            ~~~ Lyrical and mad, hot and strong. Strange the beast is, tilty and tall. Loping in wonder lust, skin and bone. Sundown rhythm boom, headfirst, the fall.                      …