Orion’s Star
I’ve chased a comet through magenta skies, delighting in its citrus-flaming course. No hill would hamper where it went or when; horizons mattered little on its flight. As free as …
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Ghostly Homestead
Five withered skeletons survive to tell a luckless tale of what was in its day a ranch – a stable, bunkhouse, loo and well, a livestock barn with cockloft full …
Sky Spirits
Although I am, I do not feel alone. I’ve climbed the trail to greet my welkin gods and leave them tokens on the altar stone: catalpa seeds inside a fresh, …
Hippie Jo
I’d often go and see Joanne, she was no square, no cube, no loaf, altho she’d smoke a joint each now and then. “Arthritic pain” she told me confidentially; why …
My Magic Moment
Out of my still surroundings, out of an unfathomed ground: an inexplicable clowning, a long-forgotten sound. From Heaven’s gate on angel wings, a clarinet, then honeyed strings begin one …