morning fuzz

While everyone is
pushing and pushing
back the morning
fuzz of autumn,
grasses bloom
in place. Children
holding parent’s
hands walking
to the bus stop
Magnolia petals
drop to the street. 

The thing I love

the thing I love about futballers is that they’ll keep running at and trying to beat an opponent, they rarely give up.

It’s amazing how quickly and easily their joy becomes your joy, your joy becomes my joy.


There is a cutting truth, the kind of truth that stops the argument in its tracks, there is no wiggling around it

—as soon as the truth is seen it cuts through any illusion immediately.

Words cutting
through illusion
mind over mind
reality seems ether thin