Poem – A Childhood in Retrospect
Shifting through photos I feel no connection, no recognition to the person with time and years ahead of...
Poem – Arrival
Turning back with empty hands they find the path along the river. Rain begins as they near the...
Poem – Destiny
As the rain subsides and the sky fills with birds I am left with a fragment of who...
Poem – Beneath the Lights
Sirens fade into the cityscape. Cigarette smoke encircles the face. She stands at the corner lost. She stands...
Poem – The Depth of November
November is the transition of fall to winter. November gives up the red, orange, yellow, and gold for...
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Poem – To the Outside
To the outside we are primitive specks of dust lost on some distant chunk of molten rock destined...
From the depths of winter
Just finished moving to a new house (whose idea was it to move in winter?) and we have...
Reading and writing
To help with my writing funk, I’ve been reading a lot more than usual. And that advice is...
Frosty Start
The first morning where the ice scrapper was necessary, provided a nice slap in the face and a...
Poem – Mind Games
Trying to get my head straight. I stare carelessly out the second floor windows at burnt yellow and...
Poem – Family
The months slip away – winter falls into spring summer slides into winter. September lays at our feet...
End of August, 2012
The last day of August, with another full moon, brings us closer to fall and the myriad of...