fortune is random
but relative blessing
can be cultivated

street fortune
didn't realize
that's where he went
 

emboldened
but now no one knows
-- it is just there

brown sugar and fig
dark mark moleskin
vintage rooted wave

surviving ghosts reside
in the delicate corners
of your eyes

he thought he got his message across
in the innocuous ways
people communicate

1981, unknown location
courtesy of Pat Cook/YouTube

ever closer, delicate sounds
of love and survival
shimmer above the street

recovered diamonds shimmer
in our united eyes, fallen
from the world to come

attending our reception
loving minds apparent as history
and possibilities are united

the art of possibilities

surface under hinges

apparent scuffs deserted

subtleties emerge
from the haze of wants
vast vista

much will hinge
below the surface
it would truly mean to be

a partner
a focused moment of evolution
unexpectedly significant

if you want
you must speak
or act

anything but clarity
on the night you did not see me
but I was lost in you

new leaves
flicker
in a clear breeze

in the fall of an evening
wind, birds, emerging stars
sprinkle our dreams with kindness