now just as sparkling autumn afternoon dims to darkling dusk and shadows spill like ink to fill soon the cusp of forest shallows… the token limits of time upend and I sink into a blend of broken minutes now where every blink is a profound existence instantly bound to infinite instance now where every inhalation … Continue reading
My awareness clings to the glossy sheen of pluvial wetness, gliding upon the glistening foliate wax and riding rough the tree trunk bark; touching the cool silk of flower petal tips to the warm skin of my face and parted lips, letting the rainwater enter my mouth and tasting of the perfume, bitter on my … Continue reading
Summer ends and swept in by the tail of the pale warm winds a regret…. that we had failed that we never tried or maybe we tried too hard to have it all and never saw it for what it was or could be simple easy by Jason Weaver (2013) Author’s Note: Tonight and every … Continue reading
You smile, and you complain, and then you ask me why I came here to this place, ‘O Brasil’ as we talk of how “The price of sugar has gone up, don’t you know? It can’t be so in the United States, where giant homes have perfect lawns and picket gates, no less!” No more. … Continue reading
In the natural wild, as my untethered mind traces the fiery curves of bounding clouds above, a primal spirit races past the blackening heavens and laces my thoughts with memory, an idea from the earliest of human time, formed in the rumbling thunder of an approaching storm as darkness had obscured the blazen sun wherein … Continue reading
In the ambience of this estival morn I’d ambled, with eager pleasure, to a sunlit patch of unshorn greens cast amid the forested hill and dewy still from the night just passed, where capim grass grew as tall as lemon trees and vines of a floriferous kind had wound themselves down the length of an … Continue reading
