Walking on the path,
Immersed in the retreat
Of winter, hopeful

My daughter, survveying the winter wonderland.
Walking on the path,
Immersed in the retreat
Of winter, hopeful

My daughter, survveying the winter wonderland.

A misty morning last year on the trail.
Springs awakening,
Mist covered path provides me
With solace and peace,
Quiet days speak the loudest,
Each day its own beginning

I seek fellowship
On the white blazes of life.
Quiet steps blurred
By the shadows of hikers
Marching on the open path,
Seeking answers to
Everything, finding inner
Peace on the worn earth,
Each step a reminder of
A fomer life left behind
Starburst gum, heaven,
Liquid gold slides on my tongue.
Strawberry goo makes
Me swoon, orgasmic frenzy,
Instant moment of pleasure
A deep cleansing breath,
Inhalation provides a
Brand new beginning

Our black little cat,
With soft fluffy fur and keen
Eyes, always alert
White flakes falling fast,
Pristine wonder on broken
Limb, savor the peace,
Stillness echoing fluffy
Perfection, my heart is free





Insinuations
Slowly roll off of twisted
Tongue, meaningless vibes
Moving forward, silent noise
Sent forth to quiet the night
Whimsical fancies
Resent reality and
Accept lies as truth
Icy pellets mark
The scene of the crime with a
Frigid certainty