October Chill

autumn comes
upon trees
coppery soft 
frail amber blooms 
gather shadows
north winds stir
rosette twilight 
birdsongs hush 
the whispering breeze
orange, red maple leaves 
ignite a crimson light 
October lilts 
frosted sigh
pumpkin moon 
adorns ebon frilled sky




Comatose

once upon a night, I dreamed
a dream that I often thought
went beyond what I deemed
would come true, but came to naught.

an uneasy slumber gave
no reprieve, as I tossed, turned
to drowse I did badly crave
eyelids flickered open, yearned

for bliss of oblivion
attained in night’s dormancy
a quiescent soul shaken
by somnolent truancy.

Drifting Dreams

His hands write a verse on her page
She is the pen he holds in his embrace.
He is the ink that flows in this escape 
On empty  lines they move they drape 
They walk the pages and try to shape 
A journey they both walk to create 
Like two dreams dreaming side by side
Two breaths melting into soulful flight
They fill their page with symphony 
Words sparkle like stars in the infinity 
unfinished thoughts scatter the ether 
Words emote , spill , they find a breather 
He sees her in the soft murmur of her reverie 
She hears his voice in the song playing in her memory 
They find each other inside a rainbow 
Bringing dreams to life, losing all their sorrow.

My Dead Story

Where the hell was I 
I was left high and dry 
taking a bullet to the head
When I went to bed 
That’s how I ended up dead 
The angels flew me on their wings 
Singing songs on strings of violins 
They took me right up the high road to hell 
Hightailing out of the sky noisy as hells bell 
It was devil’s luck I swore 
On fairy wings they did bear 
This human who was human no more 
Just a wisp of a spirit with too many words in store 
They flew me to almighty’s mansion 
I expected the Big guy to show me compassion 

But …

There was a ‘no disturb sign’ on heavens door 
I passed out before I could explore 
Knock knock knocking on heavens door 
Nobody answered my , ‘can I come in’ 
 was I  being punished for my worldly sins? 
A no win win situation 
I wanted to raise hell
Hell was being raised on ‘nother station 
I was running out of patience 
Looked like god was out of town 
lucifer on his ‘get about town’ round 
A life cut short waiting to be found. 
Back on earth a killer roamed free who had me downed.

Waldeinsamkeit

der wald
ein samkeit—
I lose 
my 
loneliness 



Waldeinsamkeit is an eloquent evocative German word which loosely translates as the feeling of being alone in the woods . An archaic German term for expressing solitude and peace of the forest.