la fleur de la fleur

la fleur de la fleur
computer manipulated scratchboard

our flower petal fell
and perfect as it was
i laughed
and went on with my egg

In a Word: idioglossia
In a Book: A Life of Picasso, The Triumphant Years - John Richardson
In a Song: Ghostified- Persian Claws


linen and leaves

leaves and linen
photoshop drawing

Some losses can never be regained
Split drops of broken rain
Where sorrow seeps
Like an open wound
Leaving coppered stains
On linen and leaves.
In a Word: fescennine
In a Book: Lord Foul's Bane- Stephen R. Donaldson
In a Song: La Follia - Arcangelo Corelli



Charcoal pencil on canvas board
3" x 5"

Midnight goats

In a Word: quidam
In a Book: The Magic Mountain - Thomas Mann
In a SongAll the Big Trees - Riceboy Sleeps


pouring christs from tea

pouring christs from tea
tea stains on paper
4" x 6"

Sometimes he walks half-erect
Hunkered over and worn
Moist bones broke for the marrow
His mouth a drunken incision
Dropping ashes, bitter and torn
He pours christs from his tea
Staining both paper and cloth
Before jumping from his light switch
To bed and dreams shadowed dark
With the bleating of sheep
And syncopated chords of Joy Division

In a Word:jacitation
In a Book: Strange Pilgrims- Gabriel Garcia Marquez
In a Song: Doodlin' - Horace Silver and the Jazz Mesengers


blood is thicker

blood is thicker
ink on primed canvas paper
2" x 6"

blood is thicker
but wine is fine
for drowning

In a Word: maieutic
In a Book: Anathem- Neal Stephenson
In a Song: Blood - The Middle East


hung up

hung up
ink on paper
5" x 2"

Somewhere here,
Scattered on the floor,
Are the remnants of childhood.

Somewhere there,
Bathed in amber light,
Our memory’s heart strings strumming

Somewhere here,
Laid bare to the bone,
Unopened letters once stood.

Somewhere there,
You await responses
That are no longer forthcoming.

Somewhere here,
On weary calf bone,
I always stand,
Less than anything you’ve ever known,
Like paper found in overcoats
Your grandfather used to own.

Lost and forgotten dreams,
Wracked in soaking moans,
You’ve already dreamt them,
And carried them home,
Somewhere there.

In a Word: velleity
In a Book: Anansi Boys - Neil Gaiman
In a Song: Svefn-g-englar - Sigur ros


after van gogh

after van gogh
ink on post-it note
4" x 3"

Van Gogh drawings
Arranged on post-it
Notes are as easy as
Grappling with moral
Obscurities or
Giving more than
Half your liver away

In a Word: titubation
In a Book: The Lost Books of the Odyssey - Zachary Mason
In a Song: Dry - William Elliot Whitmore


stone dust

stone dust
stone dust, charcoal and tea on laid paper
5" x 5"

the smell of stone
dusty, mineral, cool,
pungent, powdery bone
sits in my nose

an earthen concoction
one turgid explosion


chinese flower tea

chinese flower tea
ink, watercolor and coffee on cardboard
7" x 4"

the smell of grounds for a mistake
pungent chicory and cedar flake
sweet to the touch, sweet on the lip
poison gets you down the line at stake

hide in a mountain, or her hip
there is no way in to give the slip
bracketed hunger and desire
writing out punctuated flesh scrip

green leaves floating inside your tea
the fates have paced your grassy lea
clouding your vision with salt-fire
a honey-fly stinging like a bee

no water-world can quench the pyre
carnal thoughts quiver, shake and perspire
passing moments like tadpoles teem
beautific, haloed, stagnant and dire

you are caught in a rushing stream,
sapped of strength, you give in to ache.

In a Word: daddock
In a Book: Dark Matter- Philip Kerr
In a Song: Like it or Not- Architecture in Helsinki



charcoal on toned paper

how the corpse is dressed,
in taffeta or cold lace,
in silk, cotton or gauze,
says little about life
but, shown in light, blue-tinged, under porcelain sheen,
it falls into the place where driftwood is removed from beach by sea
where longing and regret cast sharp shadows
where lonliness is a wailing sound rippling a pond
where loss derives from being
here it resides by you, alone and full
in your book of remembrance

In a Word- obumbrate
In a Song- Beat the Devil's Tattoo Black Rebel Motorcycle Club