Inattentive

Chopping bell peppers,

I slice my left thumb deeply;

blood splats on the floor.

(October 20, 2019)

Zen Monkey

falls from branch

to branch to

tail to hand

to foot to

ground then

walks away

fruit in hand

(August 30, 2019)

Inner Truth

from “Renditions of Change,” a work in progress

somewhere, nearby

vague, yet pervasive,

like these whispers

which define all

as some other than me,

some other voice–

always here

not just an echo

of myself

(June 24, 2019)

Now

Portland Japanese Garden Shoot

all folds

into now:

nothing

remains

always

all’s nothing—

no more

no less

only now

here

with you

(March 12, 2019)