Against the Grain

An old elevator crumbling to the ground
On a dusty dirt road at the edge of town

Makes me wonder if in its

By Good Fortune Alone

This is my House
Where I come to rest
My place, my space
Where I'm calm and unvexed

The heat from this

New Year's Day

Years are over. Years begin.
Time, it folds unto itself.
Time returns and circles close.
Ends commencing somewhere

THE MIRROR

To reflect in a looking glass,
confronted by shattered dreams,
thoughts trace each fracture,
pondering.
A fragmented

BURIED IN LIFE

I remember very little
About the Viet Nam war,
Watergate, and the trip to the moon.
I was so busy with living.

There