Poem – Home
Home is that place with the open gate and the familiar road lined with tree shadows and silence...
Poem – Eyes
In what appears as two strangers passing in an overcrowded train station waiting to be taken home, I...
Poem – Through the Forest
Through the forest with only my thoughts and the morning sun reflecting off ice and snow. Through the...
Poem – Matter
Sitting on the warm patio the afternoon sun is calm and soothing. The wind from the north is...
Poem – Picnic
From the collection I am writing about “Joline”. It was a beautiful fall morning with sun scattered by...