Paradise In The Commonplace

Happiness is found
In the most mundane places
And the simplest acts

Cage Or Paradise?

This place, my prison
I've also called a haven
Is really just home

Early Spring Brightness

March sun on my face
Streaming in the bay window
Hints at warmth to come

The Most Important Question Of All

A new day has come
Bringing opportunities
How will you spend it?

Deer, Beard

Four deer in a yard
Await apple slices thrown
By a bearded man

The Poet's Void

This meaningless space
A smothering quietude
Where words go to die

Painless Now

I don't hurt right now
This moment is a blessing
I will savor it