Word Castles

I build my castles
my word castles
in the sand
I scoop the words
from the endless beach
with sea water
and spit
I pack them
word on word
carve them
with wit and wisdom
shovels and trowels
I build them
and they stand
in the sun
beneath a clear blue sky
shit on by gulls
and yet
they shine
in the heat
that dries and burns
the skin
on the nose and shoulders and soul
they are looked upon
by passers by
admired and scorned
and for an hour
a day
a season
as the passers by
pass by
the words
that stood
and stuck
and shone
silently get washed away
in the waves
of time
into the miles and miles
of solitary sand words
on the beach
of anonymity
later to be
picked up
spit together
again and again
by the sandcastle builders
day by day
the hiss of time


her whole world
washed out and gray
lacking all luster
to make it through the day
nothing she did
helped her heart shine
she wore no smile
I tried to give her mine
superficial beauty
kissed every feature
her heart was frightened
a lonely creature
yet in the quiet darkness
beneath the shine of the stars
she came to understand
her dreams matter as much as ours

Word Birds

They come
like a lone starling
tentative and reluctant
creeping closer
gently closer
until suddenly it is just there.
where it belongs
as if it were always
a part of the day

some days
like a flock of pigeons
upon a single lonely french fry
they come
in a gale of feathers and beaks
in a rush
to beat each other
to the treat

They peck
at the seeds
planted in my brain
through the decades
of existance
they come
and they peck
and they flock
and they nest
make themselves
most certainly at home

and I
the silent witness
to the coming
to the descending
to the onslaught
capture the chrechendo
it has the chance
to pass


to accumulate money, food, or the like, in a hidden or carefully guarded place for preservation, future use, etc. (Dictionary.com)

I sit
alone with myself
in the lightening darkness
and add
to my hoard
The little book
vade mecum
by my side
I hide
I squirrel away
my stash
my ever growing
of words
of short quotes
irrelevant relativity
that warms
my brain
and chases away
the dreary gloom
from the corners
of my world