Oh Yes ( in reply to Robert Creeley)

If you sit long enough
You will come to it
And when you get there
They will give you a place to sit
Except you'll be sitting already
And what you'll really want
Is to unbend your knees
And rise up in song
And then you may see no difference
Between arrival and moving along

A Precondition of Life

A crack in the roadway

Through which a dream

Seeps into broad daylight

Imagination is nothing

More or less than

A precondition of life

Photo by Marissa Bridge

Poem for Heraclitus

No you never do step

Into the same river twice

But then again you never

Step out of it either
As we remain unsure

Where the shoreline lies

What's real and what's dream

Stasis and change being  

But two ways to describe
How we find ourselves amidst 

The same ever swirling stream

While Charon stands ready with

His ferry awaiting the moment

We become submerged