Upon waking

(This is another found poem from the Brother word processor years of 1995 – 1999. My guess is this was written towards the first half of that period.)   I woke this morning from a year long sleep. Now I rest no more. I woke up from a midnight clear. I woke up in aContinue reading “Upon waking”


(Another poem found in the annals of my Brother word processor years. Who knows when this was originally drafted.)   Poetry runs                     through                                 my                                     fingertips. Music plays                     in                      my                          brain. I cannot explain. Is it joy? Is it pain? Will it be sunny? Will it be rain? I cannotContinue reading “7-7-97”