Beyond Duration
I am 71, find I think more about time than I talk about it. Think only in the spiritual realm […]
Poetry by Byron Hoot
I am 71, find I think more about time than I talk about it. Think only in the spiritual realm […]
He was standing at the end of my bed on my left side in that tan shirt, brown pants, brown […]
I am leaving in the dream and I don’t know where I’m leaving from or going to when I hear, […]
More and more I am drawn to roads where trees form a tunnel of branches, the sun refracted in its […]
I feel like a bear waking to no breeze, hearing birds, looking to the sky with sleep-and-dream filled eyes and […]
She eats the apple slicethe way I imagine Evetaking that first forever bite, juice running downher chin never to be wipedaway.It […]
I woke feeling I was in Van Morrison’s song, Take Me Back. I woke from dreams of Mom doing our laundry […]
The body is the Judas in our lives.At some point, we are forced to seekresurrections never thought of.At some point, […]
You get on a road and it means two things —you are leaving one place, going to another and there are others […]
outside at camp intothe gray sky, the shadesof green the trees nuanceto blend in, fit with everything I see, the rain […]