It Could Be Sunshine

Wandering the world near and far, mostly on foot

  • Shadows of the Resistance

  • The Next Adventure

    I just moved into a new apartment in Portland, my 7th home in 3 years. But, this place is different than the others; an old brick apartment building from the 1920’s above a row of boutique businesses. The coffee shop downstairs is patronized by a mix of yupi business types and junkies left over from…

  • Trees

  • Flowers

  • Sunset

  • Flying Fish

    It was 3:30 in the morning and I had just been hit in the arm by a flying fish. Despite this, my all consuming nausea and dizziness was really the focus of my sleepless, disoriented thoughts, but the sting in my right shoulder and a winged fish floundering around on the deck also disturbed me.…

  • Out of Reach

    I watched as my heart shrank and grew My mind teetering on the edge I noticed how the pit in my gut hardened and sank And how with each breath I sighed I watched myself for a long time I turned inward and noticed my thoughts They went in circles Never forward, never ending My…

  • I used to be

    I wrote this poem in the fall of 2002…I guess my artistic recovery has been a long time coming… I used to be a writer Telling stories of love and adventure, comedy and tragedy I used be a poet Doodling on napkins and in the margins of long overdue homework I used to be an…

  • Home

    6.26.2010~ The sounds and smells of this forest let me know I am home. I can close my eyes and inhale the deep, dank, musky smell of the of the earth, sweetened by the spring rains and the warming hint of summer. I know I’m home as I walk through the woods and am followed…

  • Flogging Molly: Sasquatch! 2011