Sweet Release

when the down and dirty blues grab hold – I sing and vibrate my every molecule in sweet release

Buoyancy

may I stay buoyant surfing the crest of possibility open to change and reinvention young in spirit, young in mind

Balboa Boulevard

Balboa Boulevard pulling over to park I passed him a figure tall and straight as a stick wearing wool cap and pea coat his feet inching along the sidewalk, his silver beard bristling under his chin I killed the engine and waited waited for the stick figure to pass...
The Comeback Kid – a poem by Danny Faragher

The Comeback Kid – a poem by Danny Faragher

hey, comeback kid! after all these years, your dreams and desires put off, sitting on the back burner, but simmering, ever simmering… how sweet is it now to clench a fist and whisper low in affirmation ‘I am back!’ ‘by God, I am...