2012.03.09 — A sea of grey rain (A River of Stones#3-09)

A sea of grey rain
In this temperate rainforest
A sun all but lost.

2012.03.04 — Is there a place for history (A River of Stones#3-04)

Is there a place for history
in providing an understanding to the nature of being
alive today?

2012.03.01 — I have the noise of music in my ears (A River of Stones#3-01)

I have the din of music in my ears
to keep from hearing the yell
of a universe of televisions.

2012.02.20 — Drawing pictures with mouse and keyboard (A River of Stones#2-20)

Drawing pictures with mouse and keyboard
asserts that creativity unbinds the limits
of technology.

2012.02.19 — Oil, fresh mint puréed (A River of Stones#2-19)

Oil, fresh mint puréed
lamb roast, rosemary mustard,
potatoes au jus.

2012.02.18 — The seamstress smiled ruefully, (A River of Stones#2-18)

The seamstress smiled ruefully,
as she related replacing all those wallet cards
stolen with her purse.

2012.02.17 — With Mahler's 5th plugged into my ears (A River of Stones#2-17)

With Mahler's 5th plugged into my ears,
I flew,
with an old skateboarder's grace,
to the play.

2012.02.16 — A night at the mall (A River of Stones#2-16)

A night at the mall,
a strip thing built on old farms,
now under dead bricks.

2012.02.15 — An event filled night (A River of Stones#2-15)

An event filled night
with a cut thumb, burnt tongue,
and a bitter wine.

2012.02.14 — I dreamt that I stood (A River of Stones#2-14)

I dreamt that I stood
in a long grocery line,
and faced the bully.

2012.02.13 — Monday's distraction (A River of Stones#2-13)

Monday's distraction
left me alone with few thoughts,
the smell of old books.

2012.02.12 — In the leafless tree (A River of Stones#2-12)

In the leafless tree
the crow alit on a branch
and preened in light rain.

2012.02.11 — Buttermilk muffin (A River of Stones#2-11)

Buttermilk muffin
hot tea in an empty mall
rushing to slow down.

2012.02.10 — In the dream I stood (A River of Stones#2-10)

In the dream I stood
but without a real standing
in the public court.

2012.02.09 — The TV was on (A River of Stones#2-09)

The TV was on
when a walk called out my name
so I went to bed.

2012.02.08 — On the day after (A River of Stones#2-08)

On the day after
the day before, the cat flicked
her bird song tall tale.

2012.02.07 — I stood, a teacher (A River of Stones#2-7)

I stood, a teacher
using students to teach me
how little I know.

2012.02.06 — English Bay at noon (A River of Stones#2-6)

English Bay at noon,
in spring, the ghosts of fog drift
and the fish don't care.

2012.02.05 — It was at dawn's break (A River of Stones#2-5)

It was at dawn's break
that the cat sat down to dream
of a bird for lunch.

2012.02.04 — Before it was dawn (A River of Stones#2-4)

Before it was dawn
the birds dreamt of the new sun
then sang in the day.