Words
Another Black Floyd
George, I don’t know how many of us are herewho share your Texas lineof long chocolate bodieswho can dance on and off the courtwith...
the river that cries
had it been different had it been otherwise i might not have conceived such an elaborate disguise as we walked, that night along the river that cries for the damned,...
Cold Night
I see him, maybe a 100 yds off, drunkenly moving from car to car checking to see if anyone left a door unlocked. Nope....
Stretch of the West
Sit with legs extended, flex your feet.Breathe in to raise your arms, grow tall. Breathe outto fold your body forward, hold your feet. Breathe in...
Broken Poem
There is a poem
lying beside the road, its red
fur ablaze in the morning sunlight.
The spine of the poem is broken
and one leg is partially...
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...
human tweeting
going through your instagram feed desperately trying to reconstruct your history artfully revealing yourself through clever angles and snapchat filters.
what happens when children lose sight of themselves via the...
This Winter Day
What are WE to one another?
If not reminders of our
Continuous connection to Earth
And to the Love inherent in Her Creation.
Where...
A Body Built of Folk and Lore
Deep in the hills and between the streams.
Where fables are passed and the willows weep.
Where wind flows through the tree tops.
And the children grow...
In Grief, Take As Long a Road As You Need
In grief:Take as longa roadas you need,mingling withheartbreakingholy darknessgiving spaceto each chasmcalling for tending.
When emerging,coming up for breathhold firm in keepinglightalive and well,find ways...
‘So, You’re a Poet’
Don’t read into the title, “So, You’re a Poet,” just see it for what it is. There’s no question mark, no other words. It’s...
