Just below the surface

I like to slip, just beneath the water’s lip
where surface sound distorts like crumpled thunder

where surface light refracts in perfect brokenness where the blanket of its weight-caress, embraces

where time is just another current past
it’s here…just below the changing surface


that I like to hold my breath
as if it were the last.

the way my hair no longer lays in waiting
but tries to swim beyond its rooted place

fingers of the water's liquid hands touch my skin
with a long lost lover’s gentle snake like pace.

I like to slip beneath the water’s surface
To a place where time above stands still

Conch Shell Mermaid Lights

Very exciting stuff here. Hot off the presses - the first conch shell mermaid night light proto type. My buddy Bob, who has been capturing, cleaning, and building these night lights, came to me with a brilliant idea. Why not paint a pretty mermaid coming out of the shell? This first one is a gift from Bob to his mermaid friend, so shhhhhhh!!!! The next one will be mine.