I Ran

Short on money, stature and patience

I left my childhood home…

Tall in dreams and determination,

I veered off road from the comfort zone.

I fell in love, black holes and deep shit,

Dancing often along the trail…

I climbed out of fires, oceans and debt

Determined never to fail.

I crashed autos, parties and web sites,

Some things just got in my way…

But mended some clothes and relationships,

To live another good day.

I’ve yet to finish some chocolate and wine,

Or even my own life span…

Following still, the same dreams and loves,

And the roads, since first I ran.

My First House

How I saw my first house...

How my neighbors saw it...

How my friends saw it...

It was the middle one!
 

Island Isolation

Often what I see each day,

Makes up for the lack of friends.

Seldom there’s time for loneliness,

My change of scenery never ends.

I remember when the tides close in

Two ferries and a bridge are near.

The perfect escape from the island

Is at the end of the float plane pier. 
 

A gateway to adventure,

We waited on the lower stair;

There was never a better assent,

Disappearing into thin air.

This Morning Looked Like China

The sunrise was imprisoned today,

By a dragon’s breath, spit of fog…

A Cormorant awaiting the pardon,

Sat patiently on a floating log.

This war’s a perpetual battle,

Between the winter and the sea…

Every day the sun burns though,

Adds a notch to my soul’s victory.