Words
Face The Dirt
I’m observing the frighteningdangerously changing era of anothertrembling foundation,the rapidly turning event unravel...
it seems the...
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...
Get it Together
Just there after, the lights dim down to a nearly indiscriminate fade.The hush falls on the crowd like a falling line of dominos.It’s the...
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....
open book (start on page one, or anywhere?)
some days — if by days you mean libraries (i’m my own library) —i file myself under fiction;some days, anthologies
during regular library business hoursi read myselfas a...
I Wish To Know You
I wish to know you in blinding light, I wish to know you in radiant stars. Your kiss like the sea’s jetting mist,the wish that planted...
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...
Turnaround
One hundred and eightyDegree turnaroundMade several timesIn one lifetime—
From numbers runner and burglarBreaking into mansions of moneyed White menTo writer and Muslim messengerReaching into...
Waiting for Spring
Crows and snow
a tethered world
monochromatic
static, white noise
of sight like floaters,
skittery images through
flakes the size of quarters,
and feathered balls of birds
sitting it out on sugared...
hewn and hallowed
full moon poetryjagged and rawbleeding from the woundsof an ancestral saw
back and forth as it goesthrough the passage of timewith these hands, grandfatherthat cannot...
beneath the apple blossoms
and this time you slipped as a raindrop through the clouds of my forgetfulness to fall like the thought of a forming leaf wearing that dress i remember and laughing at the...
Excerpt from Postscript #29
There have been more baby ghosts lately with few fit for heaven. The air in the room is toxic. The government feels threatened thinks...
