Ringing the Changes

Seconds of afterlight, Sun lapsed into horizon
Quiet of new snow, cold blanket to trees, roofs, road
Gentle twilight, before the night, before all the freeze of laughter,
bubbling partying, high hats and hands, desperate to ignite,
to touch ice to ice and become.
New Year searching forward, blind drunken eyes behind,
leaking distilled tears denied. We are jolly good one and all.
Revels, broken lyrics, misremembered, misunderstood;
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Emerging Visions visionary art ezine #15, Shifting Perceptions ~ still awaits you
Shift
and all strict and sure
rearranged in light-swift display
hues of the every day
bending, twisting, flying
Leaping into play


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WBAL in Baltimore recently did a news story on my Lagniappe program on the 5:00 news:

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Send out your phantom seas, let them elide and coalesce, become ecstatic ride through eternal oceans. . . ~
Emerging Visions visionary art ezine #14 ~ "Scrying Phantom Seas"* ~ roils on rocks of destiny to emerge on the Ides of March. Merge with us, imbibing prescient visions. Submit NOW

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The Malaise Theory of Depression

The lies we tell ourselves
tinted in private colors
create intricate maps, instructions
to hold us against our will
or better angels
upon a designated course.
They creep into our
chemical soup and wiring
thickening trickery
truth becoming shadow.
Rolling downhill so easily
scratches, contusions, bleeding wounds
unacknowledged in subterfuge
"It's such a beautiful summer day."
We say, etching out smiles,
even crinkles of the eye.
Alone, in the dark, troubling drea… Continue