Debris Selections from Poems

A modest handful of verses gathers here like scattered gold, each piece a quiet invitation to linger over forgotten corners of the past. The poet’s voice moves from gentle dedication to a reflective preface that treats the work as fragile debris, set adrift on the “rough sea of opinion.” The language is spare yet vivid, offering moments of natural beauty, quiet yearning, and a touch of melancholy that feels both personal and timeless.

The centerpiece drifts to an old California mission, its crumbling stone and echoing owl creating a haunting tableau. A lone wanderer meets a weather‑worn stranger whose cold hand and mournful eyes awaken a lingering legend of shadowed faces that appear in a lone window each night. The poem weaves history, superstition, and a palpable sense of place, urging listeners to step inside the dim corridors and feel the ghostly pulse of a story just beginning to unfold.