Inflame Wish

An inflamed wish

In flames

Of fury


The news coming through

Is not the hopes

Of the everyday


Hold the wish

Step on the applause

Coming out of the broken speakers

Tweaking our numbers

To create magic

From a life turned



32 on 32

32 on 32

Bottom of the cup

The ball rolled

Into an ironic



Or stranger than that

Holding on to my golf hat

I scratched my head

Did that the number revealed


32 on

The last day of 32



Was the way

It played out

On a sunny Saturday

Cold grass

Bent under my feet

As I walked off the course

That day


Fist Harbor

The harbor of fists

Of anger and resentment

Lies just off the coast

Of fulfillment

But when so close

Not to touch

Resentment grows

Rather than a hunch

Linger in the harbor

With the depths of blue and purple

Linger more

Linger ore

Bitter Ends

The bitter ends

Confusions and hope

Whole the while

Filling in the holes

From bitter ends

And faithful sends

In a week and time

When we make our alright

Land and Sea

Land and sea

The space we live

And the in between

Fragile and imperfect

Set backs

From certain

While the deep blue curtains

Are pulled on the shore

Of Florida

Boat Life

Boat life and

Sea legs

Walking straight lines

Or off lines

Doing the best I can

The wild blue ocean

Bounds the sides

Of the ship

Ripping at the sides

Slamming side to side

On a life

On board


Ocean sweep me away

From the miles of land

Away into the abyss

Of water and sand

Pull me from the night

With you whiplash waves

In the eve of night I walk the deck

To make sure we are

Safe and set

Ocean oh ocean

How fragile

Yet deadly

Fire and friendly

O Ocean carry me away

And tell stories for today