So many
too many 
not enough 
so goes
the cycle 
of tide
and pantry
of love 
and affection 
of things
that matter 
and of
those that 
never did

I’m just 
one man 
in one 
place at
one time 
doing the 
most extraordinary 
things called 
my life 

Today please don’t 
walk under ladders 
or break mirrors 
or spill salt
why you would 
but don’t open 
an umbrella indoors 
get up on
the wrong side 
of your bed 
and keep both 
eyes open for 
a flickering eye 
is an omen 
and avoid the 
black cat that 
crosses your path 
lest you invoke 
seven years of 
terribly bad luck 

I’d been running 
end to end 
and all around 
looking for something
I’d surely dropped 
finding it nowhere 
I finally stopped 
sat and thought 
had I really
ever had it
or had I 
only thought I’d 
checking my pockets
and inside shoes 
still so desperate 
certain it’s there
and it was
it had already 
been there where
ever I’d been 
for the thing
forever was me 

Early morning orange 
a delicate dip
in new day
just a wash
rinse and spin
of water and 
pot and cup 
slowly dying embers 
of dreams past
ignite dry wood
of dawn coming