Bohemian shaded slandered summers, breach breaks and sandy waves – The sun sets in the distance, a musty marine layer trails the day collecting stragglers and painting with dew the painted leaves of palm trees, pruned. Fishing lines stoked – the evening has come. It’s time for wanders to search for the sun through funContinue reading “California”
A Take on Afterlife
Through season’s fair and winter’s chill I sit and ponder, still. Love has left me wanting, waiting, lusting – quietly and patient. Yet a chill I do confess has riddled me cold as I grow uneasy, growing too old. A feigning glance is all it takes to bow a man’s fortitude to break – tallContinue reading “Persephone”
Steadfast and strong we stand all along – waiting for the maker at bay. Nay he come to demand the sun – nor he taketh away. “Rest easy gatekeeper, tis’ but your first watch – the winter is long and keen like a hawk – waiting to sweep in cold embrace; waiting to take youContinue reading “Sentinel”
Life’s a beach.
A Source of My Inspiration
Why the wind blows.
Ten hours later, I awoke from a writer’s haze with ten pages of content and the owner of the café fiddling with the Wifi, indicating it was time I leave. I gallivanted down the cobblestone main street one last time, bought some trail mix and bananas, and took to the road. After an hour ofContinue reading “New Zealand – Chapter 4”
It only takes about 30 minutes of hitchhiking in the dark with a bottle of wine in hand to question if you’re homeless, a vagabond, or in for a night of fun. Luckily, I found Melo in Queenstown that afternoon and had good company to contemplate life with on the side of the road. OurContinue reading “New Zealand – Chapter 3”