550: no news is good news

can that be said of a poem as wellon a day when too many demands and all those things that could go wronggo wrong  do you sit down and write the poem that speaks  about anger  frustration tears  welling up behind eyelids  throat...

549: two cents for attention

i want to be with quiet despite the clock ticking its decision for otherwise   i can try  lean into its cupped chest upon wakingoffer tea and scones in hopes of its linger where do we pay for our attention i rather like what may come from a space...

548: they came

often and gentlylike a whisperlike a prayer  spoken with no voice  just held there gently  within the cage of ribshope is like this  hope  just this  a wish we barely let  an idea held close in the throatI will always welcome them   I am made this way  I can do life...

547: when it finishes rather than begins

don’t mistakeI am not lamenting a passingI am here to extol!  the opportunities  the lessons  the chances we getby putting one foot in front of the otherdoing our part it walkingwearing the skin suit we have been givenbelieving as we must  for what...

546: dirt dreaming

guy warren john olsen gone like cy twombly my australia admirees ended the same as my american turned italian the mark makers the paint spellers the delighters of whimsy across canvas dirt dead to the earth added value spent perhaps one day reconfigured recanvased!...