Words
A Spate of Poets
They’re everywhere – !behind bushes, on benches,under bridges, in the hedges,eyes shiningtoo much.
I’ll be the log in your fire place. Let our nostalgia ...
Orpheus Bluejay
My shadow has no calories,
so I peel it off the front porch
and pour it in my coffee cup.
You say it can’t be...
For the Sake of Strangers
No matter what the grief, its weight,we are obliged to carry it.We rise and gather momentum, the dull strengththat pushes us through crowds.And then...
Yours for the Taking
I keep myself busy long enough to not remember the time.
I keep track of minutes best in the mountainsfeeling them passing like a rhythm...
Solstice Eve
Mystic morning, snow-laced, leafless branchesof treed sentinels, faint outlines.
Merge into the fog, awaiting the Sun’s return,awake, not asleep, aware.
Of Oneness with the Great...
With Windows Shut Tight
No clouds today
but
the sky is white:
like a negative image
of
the night
the air is coated
the distant trees are
gray, smothering
the day in bleakness
in poison in
sadness
as fires rage
further...
Love letter to the corn dog at River and Woods
A bite into you
is a bite into late backyard nights
where summer breezes bring you
the scents of swaying cornfields
and the laughter of friends
and the...
Stories from the Marsh Land
Woven stories from the marsh land.A baptism of fire erupts in your eyes.A first day built of sweat and smoke and bomb craters.Where did...
December 31st, America
Get dressed to go shopping to buy more
Things to wear to get dressed to go shopping
For more things on sale to wear only once
Before...
A memory I can hardly remember…
A memory I can hardly remember,My first memory?Dangling by a string,So close to being lost.I know it is Spring,The Lilac tree is in bloom,But...
