Another bird, another bounty of color,another day dismissed for night,two more books for the brain foldscountless notions to scroll through the night.What makes the morning worth the alarm?The maybes never made,the chaos never conquered—the extraordinary monotony of living ~day crests, night falls, birds banter about the weather,and light dawnson usdeparting — to live or to … Continue reading monotony
seasons
blackbird
“Into the light of a dark black night”Paul encourages her flight,with hope for chainless daysand change in chosen ways -to reach her brightest dawnto absolve her demons: gone —examining the exalted, the exiled,the ecstasy of life, the wonder of the wild ~embracing the cosmic coincidenceto experience her meaningful magnificence. You can find an animation of … Continue reading blackbird
shoreline
Fragments of my imagination fancy furtherthan my figures of yourphilosophy’s fathoms. Control converts to comedywhen I try to tieyour intimation tomy intention.Should is a could that can’t ~ perhaps ~between the tides, we collide. You can find an animation of shoreline here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery here on … Continue reading shoreline
impossibility
Orbiting our own obsessionsburn the hours,light the dawn —an idea erupts, flowing with immortality from a soul spillingits only sacrament.To see is to subjectyour will to the other’s —only advantage gainedfrom breaking vantage ~the calm sea storms the night:the impossibility of vanquish. a calm sea storms the night Hi! Check out an animation of a … Continue reading impossibility
hover
Hover to holdthe hope for higher helpas the soil evaporatesinto the stars,galaxies of potential sweepthe ground with gustsof uncertainty.Origami birds hatched in the infinite hover to holdonto the orders of angels magnitudes greaterthan the clouds could ever cover,condensing and releasingtheir sole composition.Origami birdshover in folds of freedom. hover Hi! Check out an animation of hover … Continue reading hover
treeangles
Boughs bud,broaden,and straighten intoimperfect arms conductingthe pale sapphire symphony of a thin February sky.Roots rejoicethe rising reasonsto flower aswinter waverson the whispers of Spring. treeangles Data used to create treeangles sourced from SMAPVEX12 at https://earthdata.nasa.gov/.
forming: four fates
Seed some semblance of a lifeimagined, lived beyondthe bounds of this bounty,born in the candlelight of technicolor flame.Hydratethe long limbs of desire,supple with suggestion.Rootto the depths of dreamspringsdeliberately opposed to thepainted landscape — the canvas is infinite.Growsteady, acuteto the imperative oftransformation ~amplify the grace bestowedby the heavens and the earthsthat formed you.
eyes before talons
A red tailed hawk crashes brain firstinto the reflection of a hill — stunned ~— awoken ~— perched ~~ preyed ~free. Cycles of semblanceobstruct perspectives of truthas we slowly piece away the masks of make believe, approaching the innerborder of infinity.The eyes shout dangerlouder than talons,six two-inch warningsof the terror hiding behind shocked lids.
revolved
On the last nightof a darkened yearfilled with light remember:the good in the bad,the tender in the tight,the softness in the strength, the death bearing life.Forward and forewarned to release expectations and embrace uncertainty. A bird homed in high ceilingsremains unfree.
midwinterrain
Pacific coasting highway emptied by rainwater fallsinto the white caps drop by dropsoaking through sand quenching marine desert mountains.Sand slaked and sodden as silence descends, save the calming crashof winter waves.
Species of Value 